Only a Pawn in Their Game

Only a Pawn in Their Game 歌词

歌曲 Only a Pawn in Their Game
歌手 Bob Dylan
专辑 The Times They Are A-Changin'
下载 Image LRC TXT
[00:00.00] 作词 : Dylan
[00:01.70] A bullet from the back of a bush took medgar evers' blood.
[00:07.26] A finger fired the trigger to his name.
[00:13.33] A handle hid out in the dark
[00:17.92] A hand set the spark
[00:19.98] Two eyes took the aim
[00:21.89] Behind a man's brain
[00:26.19] But he can't be blamed
[00:29.19] He's only a pawn in their game.
[00:36.21] A south politician preaches to the poor white man,
[00:42.36] \you got more than the blacks, don't complain.
[00:48.22] You're better than them, you been born with white skin,\ they explain.
[00:54.24] And the negro's name
[00:57.29] Is used it is plain
[01:01.29] For the politician's gain
[01:04.35] As he rises to fame
[01:07.50] And the poor white remains
[01:09.70] On the caboose of the train
[01:11.45] But it ain't him to blame
[01:13.96] He's only a pawn in their game.
[01:21.38] The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid,
[01:29.28] And the marshals and cops get the same,
[01:35.64] But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool.
[01:42.70] He's taught in his school
[01:46.35] From the start by the rule
[01:49.06] That the laws are with him
[01:51.12] To protect his white skin
[01:53.32] To keep up his hate
[01:55.32] So he never thinks straight
[01:57.37] 'bout the shape that he's in
[01:59.33] But it ain't him to blame
[02:01.48] He's only a pawn in their game.
[02:10.54] From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks,
[02:16.85] And the hoof beats pound in his brain.
[02:21.83] And he's taught how to walk in a pack
[02:25.58] Shoot in the back
[02:27.34] With his fist in a clinch
[02:29.54] To hang and to lynch
[02:32.44] To hide 'neath the hood
[02:35.20] To kill with no pain
[02:37.35] Like a dog on a chain
[02:39.51] He ain't got no name
[02:41.55] But it ain't him to blame
[02:43.66] He's only a pawn in their game.
[02:52.38] Today, medgar evers was buried from the bullet he caught.
[02:57.94] They lowered him down as a king.
[03:04.54] But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
[03:09.89] That fired the gun
[03:11.90] He'll see by his grave
[03:13.91] On the stone that remains
[03:17.26] Carved next to his name
[03:19.31] His epitaph plain:
[03:21.71] Only a pawn in their game.
[00:00.00] zuo ci : Dylan
[00:01.70] A bullet from the back of a bush took medgar evers' blood.
[00:07.26] A finger fired the trigger to his name.
[00:13.33] A handle hid out in the dark
[00:17.92] A hand set the spark
[00:19.98] Two eyes took the aim
[00:21.89] Behind a man' s brain
[00:26.19] But he can' t be blamed
[00:29.19] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[00:36.21] A south politician preaches to the poor white man,
[00:42.36] you got more than the blacks, don' t complain.
[00:48.22] You' re better than them, you been born with white skin, they explain.
[00:54.24] And the negro' s name
[00:57.29] Is used it is plain
[01:01.29] For the politician' s gain
[01:04.35] As he rises to fame
[01:07.50] And the poor white remains
[01:09.70] On the caboose of the train
[01:11.45] But it ain' t him to blame
[01:13.96] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[01:21.38] The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid,
[01:29.28] And the marshals and cops get the same,
[01:35.64] But the poor white man' s used in the hands of them all like a tool.
[01:42.70] He' s taught in his school
[01:46.35] From the start by the rule
[01:49.06] That the laws are with him
[01:51.12] To protect his white skin
[01:53.32] To keep up his hate
[01:55.32] So he never thinks straight
[01:57.37] ' bout the shape that he' s in
[01:59.33] But it ain' t him to blame
[02:01.48] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[02:10.54] From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks,
[02:16.85] And the hoof beats pound in his brain.
[02:21.83] And he' s taught how to walk in a pack
[02:25.58] Shoot in the back
[02:27.34] With his fist in a clinch
[02:29.54] To hang and to lynch
[02:32.44] To hide ' neath the hood
[02:35.20] To kill with no pain
[02:37.35] Like a dog on a chain
[02:39.51] He ain' t got no name
[02:41.55] But it ain' t him to blame
[02:43.66] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[02:52.38] Today, medgar evers was buried from the bullet he caught.
[02:57.94] They lowered him down as a king.
[03:04.54] But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
[03:09.89] That fired the gun
[03:11.90] He' ll see by his grave
[03:13.91] On the stone that remains
[03:17.26] Carved next to his name
[03:19.31] His epitaph plain:
[03:21.71] Only a pawn in their game.
[00:00.00] zuò cí : Dylan
[00:01.70] A bullet from the back of a bush took medgar evers' blood.
[00:07.26] A finger fired the trigger to his name.
[00:13.33] A handle hid out in the dark
[00:17.92] A hand set the spark
[00:19.98] Two eyes took the aim
[00:21.89] Behind a man' s brain
[00:26.19] But he can' t be blamed
[00:29.19] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[00:36.21] A south politician preaches to the poor white man,
[00:42.36] you got more than the blacks, don' t complain.
[00:48.22] You' re better than them, you been born with white skin, they explain.
[00:54.24] And the negro' s name
[00:57.29] Is used it is plain
[01:01.29] For the politician' s gain
[01:04.35] As he rises to fame
[01:07.50] And the poor white remains
[01:09.70] On the caboose of the train
[01:11.45] But it ain' t him to blame
[01:13.96] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[01:21.38] The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid,
[01:29.28] And the marshals and cops get the same,
[01:35.64] But the poor white man' s used in the hands of them all like a tool.
[01:42.70] He' s taught in his school
[01:46.35] From the start by the rule
[01:49.06] That the laws are with him
[01:51.12] To protect his white skin
[01:53.32] To keep up his hate
[01:55.32] So he never thinks straight
[01:57.37] ' bout the shape that he' s in
[01:59.33] But it ain' t him to blame
[02:01.48] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[02:10.54] From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks,
[02:16.85] And the hoof beats pound in his brain.
[02:21.83] And he' s taught how to walk in a pack
[02:25.58] Shoot in the back
[02:27.34] With his fist in a clinch
[02:29.54] To hang and to lynch
[02:32.44] To hide ' neath the hood
[02:35.20] To kill with no pain
[02:37.35] Like a dog on a chain
[02:39.51] He ain' t got no name
[02:41.55] But it ain' t him to blame
[02:43.66] He' s only a pawn in their game.
[02:52.38] Today, medgar evers was buried from the bullet he caught.
[02:57.94] They lowered him down as a king.
[03:04.54] But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
[03:09.89] That fired the gun
[03:11.90] He' ll see by his grave
[03:13.91] On the stone that remains
[03:17.26] Carved next to his name
[03:19.31] His epitaph plain:
[03:21.71] Only a pawn in their game.
[00:01.70] 从灌木丛背后射出的子弹带有迈德加·艾弗斯的鲜血
[00:07.26] 一根手指对准他的名字叩响了扳机
[00:13.33] 枪柄隐藏在夜色中
[00:17.92] 一只手微微发亮
[00:19.98] 两只眼睛瞄准目标
[00:21.89] 瞄准一个男人的脑后
[00:26.19] 但不该归咎于他
[00:29.19] 他只是他们游戏中的一个人质
[00:36.21] 一个南方政客向那个贫穷的白人游说
[00:42.36] 你得抓更多的黑人 不要反复抱怨
[00:48.22] 你最好比他们强 你最后生来就是白人 他们一一解释
[00:54.24] 黑鬼的名字
[00:57.29] 因为平凡而频繁使用
[01:01.29] 对于政客的利益
[01:04.35] 当他升职名噪一时
[01:07.50] 可怜的白人仍然留在
[01:09.70] 火车的最后一节
[01:11.45] 但并不该归咎于他
[01:13.96] 他只是他们游戏中的一个人质
[01:21.38] 代理州长 士兵们 政府官员都有劳受职
[01:29.28] 元帅和警察得到相同的报酬
[01:35.64] 但可怜的白人却像个工具被他们玩弄于股掌间
[01:42.70] 他在学校接受教育
[01:46.35] 从一开始的教条规定
[01:49.06] 法律始终紧随其身
[01:51.12] 为了保护他的白色皮肤
[01:53.32] 为了保持他对黑人的憎恶
[01:55.32] 所以他从没有想通
[01:57.37] 关于他被填鸭式教育成人
[01:59.33] 但不该归咎于他
[02:01.48] 他只是他们游戏中的一个人质
[02:10.54] 来自贫苦人的破屋 他从裂缝间望向铁轨
[02:16.85] 马蹄和人声在他的脑中回响
[02:21.83] 他被教育如何蜷作一团行走
[02:25.58] 在背后放冷枪
[02:27.34] 拳头紧紧握住
[02:29.54] 吊挂起来处以极刑
[02:32.44] 用头罩遮住面孔
[02:35.20] 冷漠麻木地屠杀
[02:37.35] 就像一只吊在铁链下的狗
[02:39.51] 他甚至都不能有姓名
[02:41.55] 但不该归咎于他
[02:43.66] 他只是他们游戏中的一个人质
[02:52.38] 今天 迈德加·艾弗斯在这颗子弹下惨遭下葬
[02:57.94] 他们把他像一个国王一样轻轻放倒在地
[03:04.54] 但太阳带着阴影照耀在那个人身上
[03:09.89] 那个开火的人
[03:11.90] 他或在他墓旁继续凝视
[03:13.91] 凝视残存的这块石头
[03:17.26] 在他的名字后面刻着
[03:19.31] 他朴实无华的墓志铭
[03:21.71] 只是他们游戏中的一名人质
Only a Pawn in Their Game 歌词
YouTube搜索结果 (转至YouTube)