Wind’s in the East, there’s mist coming in.

Like something is brewing, about to begin.

Can’t put me finger on what lies in store,

But I feel what’s to ‘appen all ‘appened before.

 

A father, a mother, a daughter, a son.

The threads of their lives are all raveling undone.

Something is needed to twist them

as tight as the string you might use when you’re

flying a kite. 

Chim Chiminey Chim Chim cher-ee

Chim Cher-oo

 

東邊的風吹來，一團迷霧正靠近。

好像在醞釀著什麼，蓄勢待發。

不願去拾起儲藏室裡的東西，

我有預感將發生的事情其實早已發生過。

 

一位父親、一位母親、一個女兒、一個兒子。

他們生活裡的威脅將要得到打理。

他們需要些什麼來上緊他們的發條，

緊地如放風箏時你使用到的引線。

 

撢撢煙囪，我掃啊掃。

我掃呀掃