歌手:Stacey Kent
专辑:《The Collection Vol 2》

When I was very young,
the world was younger than I,
As merry as a carousel,
The circus tent was strung with ever star in the sky,
Above the ring I loved so well.
Now the young world has grown old,
gone are the silver and gold,
Sit there and count your fingers, what can you do,
Old girl, you're through.
Just sit there and count your little fingers,
unlucky little girl blue.
Sit there and count the raindrops falling on you,
It's time you knew,
All you can count on are the raindrops that
fall on little girl blue.
No use, old girl, you might as well surrender,
Your hopes are getting slender,
Why won't somebody
send a tender blue boy to cheer up little girl blue.
No use old girl
You might as well surrender
'Cause your hopes are getting slender and slender
Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy
To cheer up little girl blue