这首歌的本意如果放在儿童节可能太悲伤了，但如果只断章取义抛去背景故事倒也是首甜蜜的小歌哪。过去这一年对年岁忽然敏感了许多，但儿童节一年一度总还是准时到来，该童心未泯就接着欢乐下去呗。

Thirteen Thirty Five

Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked

You’d be thirteen
I’d be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to
Hide

Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown

Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha

A cave or a shed
A car or a bed
A hole in the ground
Or a burial mound
A bush or a tree
Or the Aegean see will do for me

Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha-haa

I can say that you look pretty
You turn my legs into spaghetti
You set my heart on fire

For you I found a vent
In the bottom of a coal mine
Just enough space for your hands in the inside

If you go
Do let me know

You’d be thirteen
I’d be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide

A den or a dessert
Perhaps an ink squirt
A cellar, a wishing well, a war
Or a guarantee will do for me

For you I found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in

If you go
Do let me know

For you I found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in

If you go
Please let me know

I go running with a heart on fire