歌曲名 The Little Matchstick Girl

歌手名 Stephin Merritt

So she lights another match

But soon the spark is gone

So she lights another

match and lives on

And she sees a stove of brass

How warm it's fire burns

But the match goes out

Alas cold returns

So she lights another flame

And sees a table strewn

with dried fruit

And meat and game bright as noon

Then more splendid to behold

The goose hops

from the plate and walks forth

And then it's cold dark and late

And another tiny light

She sees a Christmas tree all lit up

With colors bright and pretty

Then the Christmas lights rise higher

A falling star she sighs

Then there is no other fire

and she dies