[ti:Mice]
[ar:顧莉雅]
[al:GoodMorninGloria]

[00:13.21]Mice
[01:41.32][00:15.60]At last the dusk came golden and misty
[01:48.73][00:22.57]Over the field the blue sky slowly darkened
[01:55.69][00:29.24]And the mice began to think about getting home
[02:02.80][00:36.97]All the food was finished up they hid in rush
[02:10.34][00:44.34]When the snow are lying deep and frosty stars be jewel the night
[02:17.35][00:51.34]When the field had gone to sleep
[02:20.47][00:54.35]When summer stream had turned to ice
[02:26.43][01:00.36]They walked back through the fields in the evening sun
[02:33.42][01:07.36]Looking very splendid in the wedding clothes
[02:40.45][01:14.69]The old vole was taken back to his hole first
[02:47.62][01:21.73]The rest gradually made their way home