歌曲 | My Personal Revenge |
歌手 | Jackson Browne |
专辑 | World In Motion |
作词 : Browne | |
(english translation by jorge calderon) | |
My personal revenge will be the right | |
Of our children in the schools and in the gardens | |
My personal revenge will be to give you | |
This song which has flourished without panic | |
My personal revenge will be to show you | |
The kindness in the eyes of my people | |
Who have always fought relentlessly in battle | |
And been generous and firm in victory | |
My personal revenge will be to tell you good morning | |
On a street without beggars or homeless | |
When instead of jailing you i suggest | |
You shake away the sadness there that blinds you | |
And when you who have applied your hands in torture | |
Are unable to look up at what surrounds you | |
My personal revenge will be to give you | |
These hands that once you so mistreated | |
But have failed to take away their tenderness | |
It was the people who hated you the most | |
When rage became the language of their song | |
And underneath the skin of this town today | |
Its heart has been scarred forevermore | |
It was the people who hated you the most | |
When rage became the language of their song | |
And underneath the skin of this town today | |
Its heart has been scarred forevermore | |
And underneath the skin of this town today | |
Red and black, its heart's been scarred | |
Forevermore |
zuò cí : Browne | |
english translation by jorge calderon | |
My personal revenge will be the right | |
Of our children in the schools and in the gardens | |
My personal revenge will be to give you | |
This song which has flourished without panic | |
My personal revenge will be to show you | |
The kindness in the eyes of my people | |
Who have always fought relentlessly in battle | |
And been generous and firm in victory | |
My personal revenge will be to tell you good morning | |
On a street without beggars or homeless | |
When instead of jailing you i suggest | |
You shake away the sadness there that blinds you | |
And when you who have applied your hands in torture | |
Are unable to look up at what surrounds you | |
My personal revenge will be to give you | |
These hands that once you so mistreated | |
But have failed to take away their tenderness | |
It was the people who hated you the most | |
When rage became the language of their song | |
And underneath the skin of this town today | |
Its heart has been scarred forevermore | |
It was the people who hated you the most | |
When rage became the language of their song | |
And underneath the skin of this town today | |
Its heart has been scarred forevermore | |
And underneath the skin of this town today | |
Red and black, its heart' s been scarred | |
Forevermore |