三千英尺
                                                                                                    飘飘而下
                                                                                                在月光的照映中
                                                                                                舞女在风中摇曳
                                                                                                 风是她的和旋
                                                                                                 雨是她的舞伴

                                                                                       天上的舞女跳着凌霄的舞蹈
                                                                                           我轻轻地把她的手攥住
                                                                                             她的手像铁一般冷
                                                                                                 她没有说话
                                                                                                 只对着我笑

                                                                                                   我松开手
                                                                                            一滴泪从手心滑落
                                                                                             不见了她的踪影
                                                                                                  我抬起头
                                                                                      她又在空中自顾自的舞蹈
                                                                                                天上的舞女
                                                                                                 不落人间