Текст: Joni Mitchell. Other. Carnival In Kenora.

Twinkle, twinkle what a pity
All alone on such a pretty night
With enchantment on your side.
Popcorn, popcorn, cotton candy,
Soft voice whispers,
"This can all be right
If you'll come and share a ride."
Carnival in Kenora!
I let him take me for a ride
On a giant ferris wheel.
Up in the neon sky
Or far from the barker's cry
One kiss can sometimes
Make you feel like a
Spinning Ferris wheel.

All the tents are taken down now;
All that's left is scuffled ground now;
Still the magic echoes in the sand.
Popcorn, popcorn, cotton candy,
Now a stranger takes my hand,
We smile and the magic understands.
Carnival in Kenora!
I let him take me for a ride
On a giant Ferris wheel.
Up in the neon sky
Or far from the barker's cry
One kiss can sometimes
Make you feel like a
Spinning Ferris wheel