一
The Broom and the Shovel, the Poker and Tongs,
They all took a drive in the Park;
And they each sang a song, ding-a-dong, ding-a-dong!
Before they went back in the dark.
Mr. Poker he sate quite upright in the coach;
Mr. Tongs made a clatter and clash;
Miss Shovel was dressed all in black (with a brooch);
Mrs. Broom was in blue (with a sash).
Ding-a-dong, ding-a-dong!
And they all sang a song.
掃帚、鏟子、撥火棍，還有火鉗，
他們在公園裏兜風多麽悠閑；
他們各自唱了一首歌，叮鈴當，叮鈴當！
他們趁著夜色回家一路顛。
撥火棍先生直挺挺坐在馬車上；
火鉗先生發出哢嚓的聲響；
鏟子小姐別了枚胸針穿著身黑衣；
掃帚夫人係著腰帶配了件藍衣裳。
叮鈴當，叮鈴當！
他們一路唱歌多歡暢。
二
"O Shovely so lovely!" the Poker he sang,
"You have perfectly conquered my heart.
Ding-a-dong, ding-a-dong! If you're pleased with my song,
I will feed you with cold apple-tart.
When you scrape up the coals with a delicate sound,
You enrapture my life with delight,
Your nose is so shiny, your head is so round,
And your shape is so slender and bright!
Ding-a-dong, ding-a-dong!
Ain't you pleased with my song?"
“哦，小鏟子多可愛！”撥火棍這樣唱，
“你真讓我銷魂，讓我斷腸。
叮鈴當，叮鈴當！若你愛聽我的歌，
我拿塊蘋果餡兒餅喂你嚐。
當你鏟起煤塊發出動聽的嚓嚓聲，
簡直迷得我心兒呀飛出胸膛；
你的小鼻子發著光，腦袋兒圓又圓，
體形苗條，通身閃亮亮！
叮鈴當，叮鈴當！
我的歌兒可讓你感到歡暢？”
三
"Alas! Mrs. Broom," sighed the Tongs in his song,
"Oh! is it because I'm so thin,