歌曲 | London |
歌手 | Sparklehorse |
专辑 | Chest Full Of Dying Hawks ('95 - '01) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I wander through each chartered street, | |
near where the chartered Thames does flow, | |
and mark in every face I meet | |
marks of weakness, marks of woe | |
in every cry of every man, | |
in every infant's cry of fear, | |
in every voice, in every ban, | |
the mind-forged manacles I hear. | |
how the chimney-sweeper's cry | |
every blackening church appalls, | |
and the hapless soldier's sigh | |
runs in blood down palace walls | |
but most, through midnight streets I hear | |
how the youthful harlot's curse | |
blasts the new-born infant's tear | |
and blights with plagues the marriage hearse | |
I wander through each chartered street, | |
near where the chartered Thames does flow, | |
and mark in every face I meet | |
marks of weakness, marks of woe |
I wander through each chartered street, | |
near where the chartered Thames does flow, | |
and mark in every face I meet | |
marks of weakness, marks of woe | |
in every cry of every man, | |
in every infant' s cry of fear, | |
in every voice, in every ban, | |
the mindforged manacles I hear. | |
how the chimneysweeper' s cry | |
every blackening church appalls, | |
and the hapless soldier' s sigh | |
runs in blood down palace walls | |
but most, through midnight streets I hear | |
how the youthful harlot' s curse | |
blasts the newborn infant' s tear | |
and blights with plagues the marriage hearse | |
I wander through each chartered street, | |
near where the chartered Thames does flow, | |
and mark in every face I meet | |
marks of weakness, marks of woe |
I wander through each chartered street, | |
near where the chartered Thames does flow, | |
and mark in every face I meet | |
marks of weakness, marks of woe | |
in every cry of every man, | |
in every infant' s cry of fear, | |
in every voice, in every ban, | |
the mindforged manacles I hear. | |
how the chimneysweeper' s cry | |
every blackening church appalls, | |
and the hapless soldier' s sigh | |
runs in blood down palace walls | |
but most, through midnight streets I hear | |
how the youthful harlot' s curse | |
blasts the newborn infant' s tear | |
and blights with plagues the marriage hearse | |
I wander through each chartered street, | |
near where the chartered Thames does flow, | |
and mark in every face I meet | |
marks of weakness, marks of woe |
[00:11.41] | 我走过每条独占的街道 |
[00:16.74] | 徘徊在独占的泰晤士河边 |
[00:21.97] | 我看见每个过往的行人 |
[00:27.55] | 有一张衰弱、痛苦的脸 |
[00:42.64] | 每个人的每声呼喊 |
[00:47.72] | 每个婴孩害怕的号叫 |
[00:52.70] | 每句话,每条禁令 |
[00:57.82] | 都响着心灵铸成的镣铐 |
[01:23.33] | 多少扫烟囱孩子的喊叫 |
[01:28.41] | 震惊了一座座熏黑的教堂 |
[01:33.44] | 不幸兵士的长叹 |
[01:38.31] | 化成鲜血流下了宫墙 |
[02:03.55] | 最怕是深夜的街头 |
[02:09.42] | 又听年轻妓女的诅咒! |
[02:14.41] | 它骇注了初生儿的眼泪 |
[02:19.29] | 又用瘟疫摧残了婚礼丧车 |
[02:24.55] | 我走过每条独占的街道 |
[02:30.11] | 徘徊在独占的泰晤士河边 |
[02:34.23] | 我看见每个过往的行人 |
[02:39.17] | 有一张衰弱、痛苦的脸——威廉布莱克 王佐良译 |