昨夜的春雷哪儿去了
                                                 只剩下鸟儿欢鸣
                                                 在高树的肩上
                                                 哦，雾霭沉沉
                                                 这一个清晨

                                                 鸟儿婉转而歌
                                                 娇媚动听
                                                 你的先祖——恐龙
                                                 可是声震环宇啊
                                                 长啸山林
                                                 哦，雾霭沉沉
                                                 这一个清晨

                                                 在那鸿蒙初开的时候
                                                 地球还是一锅混沌
                                                 一道闪电飘过
                                                 第一个大分子诞生
                                                 打开了那生命之门
                                                 从此啊洪流滚滚
                                                 哦，雾霭沉沉
                                                 这一个清晨

                                                小鸟啊，你的先祖
                                                一步可跨过一个球场的时代
                                                我的祖先啊
                                                还像一只鼹鼠
                                                在地穴里匍匐而行
                                                躲避那闪电般的眼睛
                                                哦，，雾霭沉沉
                                                这一个清晨

                                               上帝将骰子一扔
                                               我的先祖心中诞生了灵魂
                                               尽管来自同一个分子
                                               却各自走上了蜿蜒的路径
                                               我们终于相遇
                                               哦，雾霭沉沉
                                               这一个清晨

                                               你一年四季欢歌笑语
                                               无论是黄昏还是清晨
                                               我的同胞啊可是吵个不停
                                               哲学说世界是个幻影
                                               艺术说世界是个美人
                                               诗歌说世界是个象征
                                               哦，雾霭沉沉
                                               这一个清晨

                                               我担心上帝再次醒来
                                               把骰子再随手一扔
                                               哦，雾霭沉沉
                                               这一个清晨