船上的那一票水手们，看着那光滑的美丽背影，喉部上下滚动吞咽着分泌的口水。眼神呆愣的看着趴在礁石上的美人鱼们，没有一人打扰这些人鱼唱歌。

“……Conversing with a bouncing lass， who seem’d to be in pain，His hair it does in ringlets hang， his eyes as black as soles