歌曲 | It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) |
歌手 | Bob Dylan |
专辑 | Bringing It All Back Home |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
[00:16.84] | Darkness at the break of noon |
[00:17.06] | Shadows even the silver spoon |
[00:17.86] | The handmade blade, the child’s balloon |
[00:19.16] | Eclipses both the sun and moon |
[00:21.45] | To understand you know too soon |
[00:23.20] | There is no sense in trying |
[00:25.54] | |
[00:33.86] | Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn |
[00:38.48] | Suicide remarks are torn |
[00:38.72] | From the fool’s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn |
[00:40.92] | Plays wasted words, proves to warn |
[00:43.01] | That he not busy being born is busy dying |
[00:46.22] | |
[00:56.20] | Temptation’s page flies out the door |
[00:59.48] | You follow, find yourself at war |
[01:00.43] | Watch waterfalls of pity roar |
[01:02.12] | You feel to moan but unlike before |
[01:04.76] | You discover that you’d just be one more |
[01:07.24] | Person crying |
[01:09.86] | |
[01:14.91] | So don’t fear if you hear |
[01:20.05] | A foreign sound to your ear |
[01:25.72] | It’s alright, Ma, I’m only sighing |
[01:29.63] | |
[01:44.70] | As some warn victory, some downfall |
[01:48.04] | Private reasons great or small |
[01:49.50] | Can be seen in the eyes of those that call |
[01:51.36] | To make all that should be killed to crawl |
[01:53.52] | While others say don’t hate nothing at all |
[01:55.37] | Except hatred |
[01:58.40] | |
[02:05.09] | Disillusioned words like bullets bark |
[02:08.19] | As human gods aim for their mark |
[02:09.84] | Make everything from toy guns that spark |
[02:13.90] | To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark |
[02:15.27] | It’s easy to see without looking too far |
[02:17.67] | That not much is really sacred |
[02:19.52] | |
[02:27.56] | While preachers preach of evil fates |
[02:31.09] | Teachers teach that knowledge waits |
[02:32.81] | Can lead to hundred-dollar plates |
[02:35.43] | Goodness hides behind its gates |
[02:37.47] | But even the president of the United States |
[02:38.75] | Sometimes must have to stand naked |
[02:41.09] | |
[02:48.63] | An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged |
[02:54.14] | It’s only people’s games that you got to dodge |
[03:00.04] | And it’s alright, Ma, I can make it |
[03:04.15] | |
[03:13.53] | Advertising signs they con |
[03:14.45] | You into thinking you’re the one |
[03:16.09] | That can do what’s never been done |
[03:18.53] | That can win what’s never been won |
[03:20.89] | Meantime life outside goes on |
[03:22.07] | All around you |
[03:24.83] | |
[03:31.94] | You lose yourself, you reappear |
[03:33.94] | You suddenly find you got nothing to fear |
[03:36.05] | Alone you stand with nobody near |
[03:38.64] | When a trembling distant voice, unclear |
[03:40.71] | Startles your sleeping ears to hear |
[03:42.75] | That somebody thinks they really found you |
[03:45.93] | |
[03:54.47] | A question in your nerves is lit |
[03:56.43] | Yet you know there is no answer fit |
[03:58.70] | To satisfy, insure you not to quit |
[04:01.49] | To keep it in your mind and not forget |
[04:03.21] | That it is not he or she or them or it |
[04:04.29] | That you belong to |
[04:08.42] | |
[04:14.82] | Although the masters make the rules |
[04:19.07] | For the wise men and the fools |
[04:22.74] | I got nothing, Ma, to live up to |
[04:26.88] | |
[04:40.09] | For them that must obey authority |
[04:43.07] | That they do not respect in any degree |
[04:46.43] | Who despise their jobs, their destinies |
[04:49.06] | Speak jealously of them that are free |
[04:50.88] | Cultivate their flowers to be |
[04:52.01] | Nothing more than something they invest in |
[04:54.53] | |
[05:00.45] | While some on principles baptized |
[05:03.15] | To strict party platform ties |
[05:05.36] | Social clubs in drag disguise |
[05:07.98] | Outsiders they can freely criticize |
[05:09.28] | Tell nothing except who to idolize |
[05:10.84] | And then say God bless him |
[05:14.29] | |
[05:20.18] | While one who sings with his tongue on fire |
[05:23.10] | Gargles in the rat race choir |
[05:25.80] | Bent out of shape from society’s pliers |
[05:27.84] | Cares not to come up any higher |
[05:29.92] | But rather get you down in the hole |
[05:30.83] | That he’s in |
[05:32.59] | |
[05:38.99] | But I mean no harm nor put fault |
[05:42.64] | On anyone that lives in a vault |
[05:47.31] | But it’s alright, Ma, if I can’t please him |
[05:53.18] | |
[06:10.27] | Old lady judges watch people in pairs |
[06:10.51] | Limited in sex, they dare |
[06:10.67] | To push fake morals, insult and stare |
[06:12.27] | While money doesn’t talk, it swears |
[06:13.92] | Obscenity, who really cares |
[06:15.57] | Propaganda, all is phony |
[06:17.03] | |
[06:27.38] | While them that defend what they cannot see |
[06:31.63] | With a killer’s pride, security |
[06:32.90] | It blows the minds most bitterly |
[06:34.55] | For them that think death’s honesty |
[06:36.35] | Won’t fall upon them naturally |
[06:38.31] | Life sometimes must get lonely |
[06:39.46] | |
[06:49.81] | My eyes collide head-on with stuffed |
[06:51.99] | Graveyards, false gods, I scuff |
[06:54.83] | At pettiness which plays so rough |
[06:56.33] | Walk upside-down inside handcuffs |
[06:58.63] | Kick my legs to crash it off |
[07:00.80] | Say okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me? |
[07:03.83] | |
[07:10.03] | And if my thought-dreams could be seen |
[07:16.88] | They’d probably put my head in a guillotine |
[07:21.62] | But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
[00:16.84] | Darkness at the break of noon |
[00:17.06] | Shadows even the silver spoon |
[00:17.86] | The handmade blade, the child' s balloon |
[00:19.16] | Eclipses both the sun and moon |
[00:21.45] | To understand you know too soon |
[00:23.20] | There is no sense in trying |
[00:25.54] | |
[00:33.86] | Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn |
[00:38.48] | Suicide remarks are torn |
[00:38.72] | From the fool' s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn |
[00:40.92] | Plays wasted words, proves to warn |
[00:43.01] | That he not busy being born is busy dying |
[00:46.22] | |
[00:56.20] | Temptation' s page flies out the door |
[00:59.48] | You follow, find yourself at war |
[01:00.43] | Watch waterfalls of pity roar |
[01:02.12] | You feel to moan but unlike before |
[01:04.76] | You discover that you' d just be one more |
[01:07.24] | Person crying |
[01:09.86] | |
[01:14.91] | So don' t fear if you hear |
[01:20.05] | A foreign sound to your ear |
[01:25.72] | It' s alright, Ma, I' m only sighing |
[01:29.63] | |
[01:44.70] | As some warn victory, some downfall |
[01:48.04] | Private reasons great or small |
[01:49.50] | Can be seen in the eyes of those that call |
[01:51.36] | To make all that should be killed to crawl |
[01:53.52] | While others say don' t hate nothing at all |
[01:55.37] | Except hatred |
[01:58.40] | |
[02:05.09] | Disillusioned words like bullets bark |
[02:08.19] | As human gods aim for their mark |
[02:09.84] | Make everything from toy guns that spark |
[02:13.90] | To fleshcolored Christs that glow in the dark |
[02:15.27] | It' s easy to see without looking too far |
[02:17.67] | That not much is really sacred |
[02:19.52] | |
[02:27.56] | While preachers preach of evil fates |
[02:31.09] | Teachers teach that knowledge waits |
[02:32.81] | Can lead to hundreddollar plates |
[02:35.43] | Goodness hides behind its gates |
[02:37.47] | But even the president of the United States |
[02:38.75] | Sometimes must have to stand naked |
[02:41.09] | |
[02:48.63] | An' though the rules of the road have been lodged |
[02:54.14] | It' s only people' s games that you got to dodge |
[03:00.04] | And it' s alright, Ma, I can make it |
[03:04.15] | |
[03:13.53] | Advertising signs they con |
[03:14.45] | You into thinking you' re the one |
[03:16.09] | That can do what' s never been done |
[03:18.53] | That can win what' s never been won |
[03:20.89] | Meantime life outside goes on |
[03:22.07] | All around you |
[03:24.83] | |
[03:31.94] | You lose yourself, you reappear |
[03:33.94] | You suddenly find you got nothing to fear |
[03:36.05] | Alone you stand with nobody near |
[03:38.64] | When a trembling distant voice, unclear |
[03:40.71] | Startles your sleeping ears to hear |
[03:42.75] | That somebody thinks they really found you |
[03:45.93] | |
[03:54.47] | A question in your nerves is lit |
[03:56.43] | Yet you know there is no answer fit |
[03:58.70] | To satisfy, insure you not to quit |
[04:01.49] | To keep it in your mind and not forget |
[04:03.21] | That it is not he or she or them or it |
[04:04.29] | That you belong to |
[04:08.42] | |
[04:14.82] | Although the masters make the rules |
[04:19.07] | For the wise men and the fools |
[04:22.74] | I got nothing, Ma, to live up to |
[04:26.88] | |
[04:40.09] | For them that must obey authority |
[04:43.07] | That they do not respect in any degree |
[04:46.43] | Who despise their jobs, their destinies |
[04:49.06] | Speak jealously of them that are free |
[04:50.88] | Cultivate their flowers to be |
[04:52.01] | Nothing more than something they invest in |
[04:54.53] | |
[05:00.45] | While some on principles baptized |
[05:03.15] | To strict party platform ties |
[05:05.36] | Social clubs in drag disguise |
[05:07.98] | Outsiders they can freely criticize |
[05:09.28] | Tell nothing except who to idolize |
[05:10.84] | And then say God bless him |
[05:14.29] | |
[05:20.18] | While one who sings with his tongue on fire |
[05:23.10] | Gargles in the rat race choir |
[05:25.80] | Bent out of shape from society' s pliers |
[05:27.84] | Cares not to come up any higher |
[05:29.92] | But rather get you down in the hole |
[05:30.83] | That he' s in |
[05:32.59] | |
[05:38.99] | But I mean no harm nor put fault |
[05:42.64] | On anyone that lives in a vault |
[05:47.31] | But it' s alright, Ma, if I can' t please him |
[05:53.18] | |
[06:10.27] | Old lady judges watch people in pairs |
[06:10.51] | Limited in sex, they dare |
[06:10.67] | To push fake morals, insult and stare |
[06:12.27] | While money doesn' t talk, it swears |
[06:13.92] | Obscenity, who really cares |
[06:15.57] | Propaganda, all is phony |
[06:17.03] | |
[06:27.38] | While them that defend what they cannot see |
[06:31.63] | With a killer' s pride, security |
[06:32.90] | It blows the minds most bitterly |
[06:34.55] | For them that think death' s honesty |
[06:36.35] | Won' t fall upon them naturally |
[06:38.31] | Life sometimes must get lonely |
[06:39.46] | |
[06:49.81] | My eyes collide headon with stuffed |
[06:51.99] | Graveyards, false gods, I scuff |
[06:54.83] | At pettiness which plays so rough |
[06:56.33] | Walk upsidedown inside handcuffs |
[06:58.63] | Kick my legs to crash it off |
[07:00.80] | Say okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me? |
[07:03.83] | |
[07:10.03] | And if my thoughtdreams could be seen |
[07:16.88] | They' d probably put my head in a guillotine |
[07:21.62] | But it' s alright, Ma, it' s life, and life only |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
[00:16.84] | Darkness at the break of noon |
[00:17.06] | Shadows even the silver spoon |
[00:17.86] | The handmade blade, the child' s balloon |
[00:19.16] | Eclipses both the sun and moon |
[00:21.45] | To understand you know too soon |
[00:23.20] | There is no sense in trying |
[00:25.54] | |
[00:33.86] | Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn |
[00:38.48] | Suicide remarks are torn |
[00:38.72] | From the fool' s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn |
[00:40.92] | Plays wasted words, proves to warn |
[00:43.01] | That he not busy being born is busy dying |
[00:46.22] | |
[00:56.20] | Temptation' s page flies out the door |
[00:59.48] | You follow, find yourself at war |
[01:00.43] | Watch waterfalls of pity roar |
[01:02.12] | You feel to moan but unlike before |
[01:04.76] | You discover that you' d just be one more |
[01:07.24] | Person crying |
[01:09.86] | |
[01:14.91] | So don' t fear if you hear |
[01:20.05] | A foreign sound to your ear |
[01:25.72] | It' s alright, Ma, I' m only sighing |
[01:29.63] | |
[01:44.70] | As some warn victory, some downfall |
[01:48.04] | Private reasons great or small |
[01:49.50] | Can be seen in the eyes of those that call |
[01:51.36] | To make all that should be killed to crawl |
[01:53.52] | While others say don' t hate nothing at all |
[01:55.37] | Except hatred |
[01:58.40] | |
[02:05.09] | Disillusioned words like bullets bark |
[02:08.19] | As human gods aim for their mark |
[02:09.84] | Make everything from toy guns that spark |
[02:13.90] | To fleshcolored Christs that glow in the dark |
[02:15.27] | It' s easy to see without looking too far |
[02:17.67] | That not much is really sacred |
[02:19.52] | |
[02:27.56] | While preachers preach of evil fates |
[02:31.09] | Teachers teach that knowledge waits |
[02:32.81] | Can lead to hundreddollar plates |
[02:35.43] | Goodness hides behind its gates |
[02:37.47] | But even the president of the United States |
[02:38.75] | Sometimes must have to stand naked |
[02:41.09] | |
[02:48.63] | An' though the rules of the road have been lodged |
[02:54.14] | It' s only people' s games that you got to dodge |
[03:00.04] | And it' s alright, Ma, I can make it |
[03:04.15] | |
[03:13.53] | Advertising signs they con |
[03:14.45] | You into thinking you' re the one |
[03:16.09] | That can do what' s never been done |
[03:18.53] | That can win what' s never been won |
[03:20.89] | Meantime life outside goes on |
[03:22.07] | All around you |
[03:24.83] | |
[03:31.94] | You lose yourself, you reappear |
[03:33.94] | You suddenly find you got nothing to fear |
[03:36.05] | Alone you stand with nobody near |
[03:38.64] | When a trembling distant voice, unclear |
[03:40.71] | Startles your sleeping ears to hear |
[03:42.75] | That somebody thinks they really found you |
[03:45.93] | |
[03:54.47] | A question in your nerves is lit |
[03:56.43] | Yet you know there is no answer fit |
[03:58.70] | To satisfy, insure you not to quit |
[04:01.49] | To keep it in your mind and not forget |
[04:03.21] | That it is not he or she or them or it |
[04:04.29] | That you belong to |
[04:08.42] | |
[04:14.82] | Although the masters make the rules |
[04:19.07] | For the wise men and the fools |
[04:22.74] | I got nothing, Ma, to live up to |
[04:26.88] | |
[04:40.09] | For them that must obey authority |
[04:43.07] | That they do not respect in any degree |
[04:46.43] | Who despise their jobs, their destinies |
[04:49.06] | Speak jealously of them that are free |
[04:50.88] | Cultivate their flowers to be |
[04:52.01] | Nothing more than something they invest in |
[04:54.53] | |
[05:00.45] | While some on principles baptized |
[05:03.15] | To strict party platform ties |
[05:05.36] | Social clubs in drag disguise |
[05:07.98] | Outsiders they can freely criticize |
[05:09.28] | Tell nothing except who to idolize |
[05:10.84] | And then say God bless him |
[05:14.29] | |
[05:20.18] | While one who sings with his tongue on fire |
[05:23.10] | Gargles in the rat race choir |
[05:25.80] | Bent out of shape from society' s pliers |
[05:27.84] | Cares not to come up any higher |
[05:29.92] | But rather get you down in the hole |
[05:30.83] | That he' s in |
[05:32.59] | |
[05:38.99] | But I mean no harm nor put fault |
[05:42.64] | On anyone that lives in a vault |
[05:47.31] | But it' s alright, Ma, if I can' t please him |
[05:53.18] | |
[06:10.27] | Old lady judges watch people in pairs |
[06:10.51] | Limited in sex, they dare |
[06:10.67] | To push fake morals, insult and stare |
[06:12.27] | While money doesn' t talk, it swears |
[06:13.92] | Obscenity, who really cares |
[06:15.57] | Propaganda, all is phony |
[06:17.03] | |
[06:27.38] | While them that defend what they cannot see |
[06:31.63] | With a killer' s pride, security |
[06:32.90] | It blows the minds most bitterly |
[06:34.55] | For them that think death' s honesty |
[06:36.35] | Won' t fall upon them naturally |
[06:38.31] | Life sometimes must get lonely |
[06:39.46] | |
[06:49.81] | My eyes collide headon with stuffed |
[06:51.99] | Graveyards, false gods, I scuff |
[06:54.83] | At pettiness which plays so rough |
[06:56.33] | Walk upsidedown inside handcuffs |
[06:58.63] | Kick my legs to crash it off |
[07:00.80] | Say okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me? |
[07:03.83] | |
[07:10.03] | And if my thoughtdreams could be seen |
[07:16.88] | They' d probably put my head in a guillotine |
[07:21.62] | But it' s alright, Ma, it' s life, and life only |
[00:16.84] | 黑暗笼罩在中午小憩时分 |
[00:17.06] | 即便是银匙也会投下阴影 |
[00:17.86] | 手工打制的刀片 孩子玩弄的气球 |
[00:19.16] | 日食月食同时惊现 |
[00:21.45] | 仿佛明白你总是知之太早 |
[00:23.20] | 继续尝试下去没有意义 |
[00:33.86] | 指出威胁所在 他们面带轻蔑虚张声势 |
[00:38.48] | 自杀舆论土崩瓦解 |
[00:38.72] | 来自这个傻子的如簧巧舌 空洞的号角 |
[00:40.92] | 装点着废话 结果只为了引起警惕 |
[00:43.01] | 他不是忙于出生 而是忙于去死 |
[00:56.20] | 诱惑迷人的那一幕飞出门外 |
[00:59.48] | 你紧紧跟随 蓦然发现你已陷入战争 |
[01:00.43] | 望着瀑布怜悯地激荡直下 |
[01:02.12] | 你虽然悲叹不已但早已不复从前 |
[01:04.76] | 你发现你只是变成另一个人 |
[01:07.24] | 失声痛哭的人 |
[01:14.91] | 所以别恐惧啊 如果你听到 |
[01:20.05] | 逆耳的一声微响 |
[01:25.72] | 没关系妈妈 我只是在唉声叹气 |
[01:44.70] | 当有人对胜利发出警示 有人一再堕落 |
[01:48.04] | 理由大大小小应有尽有 |
[01:49.50] | 在他们唤醒的眼帘一闪而过 |
[01:51.36] | 为了让所有人匍匐在地惨遭蹂躏 |
[01:53.52] | 然而其他人说 我并不讨厌这种感觉 |
[01:55.37] | 除了仇恨 |
[02:05.09] | 幻灭的话语像子弹呼啸而过 |
[02:08.19] | 人类之神旨在留下他们的标志 |
[02:09.84] | 让一切躲过那些闪着火花的玩具枪 |
[02:13.90] | 为了同样具有肉身的耶稣在黑夜里大发异彩 |
[02:15.27] | 周围不远的地方皆可抬头望见 |
[02:17.67] | 其实一点不神圣肃穆 |
[02:27.56] | 当传教士传播着恶魔宿命之说 |
[02:31.09] | 老师们教授现有的那些肤浅知识 |
[02:32.81] | 最终只是为了盛满百元大钞的银盘 |
[02:35.43] | 善良躲在门后瑟瑟发抖 |
[02:37.47] | 但是即便是美利坚总统 |
[02:38.75] | 有时也必须毫无保留地展现在公众面前 |
[02:48.63] | 一再被提交通过的那些道路规则 |
[02:54.14] | 那只是人们一再推脱而捏造的游戏 |
[03:00.04] | 没关系妈妈 我能迎刃而解 |
[03:13.53] | 大力宣扬他们一直反对的口号 |
[03:14.45] | 你得静下心来想想你就是那样的人 |
[03:16.09] | 能为人所不为之事 |
[03:18.53] | 能取得前所未有的成功 |
[03:20.89] | 同时让外面喧嚣的生活照常进行 |
[03:22.07] | 这一切都包围着你 |
[03:31.94] | 你迷失自我 又再度归来 |
[03:33.94] | 你突然发现你没什么好惧怕的 |
[03:36.05] | 茕茕孑立无人和你亲近 |
[03:38.64] | 突然一个遥远而发颤的声音隐约传来 |
[03:40.71] | 惊醒你熟睡的耳朵 |
[03:42.75] | 他们说 有人认为他们真的发现你啦 |
[03:54.47] | 你突然全身惊悚冒出一个疑问 |
[03:56.43] | 但你知道仍然找不到合适的答案 |
[03:58.70] | 为了让你满意 确保你锲而不舍 |
[04:01.49] | 让它一直在你心中停留永远不忘 |
[04:03.21] | 它不属于任何其他人而是 |
[04:04.29] | 只属于你 |
[04:14.82] | 虽然统治者制定了法规戒律 |
[04:19.07] | 只为了压制那些贤儒和傻子 |
[04:22.74] | 我一无所有了 妈妈 我将践行到底 |
[04:40.09] | 对于那些服从权威的人们啊 |
[04:43.07] | 某种程度上他们不值得尊敬 |
[04:46.43] | 鄙视自己的工作 不达目的绝不罢休 |
[04:49.06] | 怀着嫉妒之心谈起那些自由自在的人 |
[04:50.88] | 精心浇灌他们的花朵茁壮成长 |
[04:52.01] | 除此之外不再有可以寄予期望的东西 |
[05:00.45] | 当按规矩办事的人接受洗礼 |
[05:03.15] | 为了维系党派之间的森严关系 |
[05:05.36] | 矫揉伪装下的休闲俱乐部 |
[05:07.98] | 他们能随意批评闲杂人等 |
[05:09.28] | 除了狂热崇拜偶像 他们空谈无物 |
[05:10.84] | 然后道一句“上帝保佑他吧” |
[05:20.18] | 当其中一人口吐火舌放声歌唱 |
[05:23.10] | 口水飞溅在激烈竞争的唱诗队中 |
[05:25.80] | 就像社会之钳扭曲变形 |
[05:27.84] | 不在乎是否能升腾更高 |
[05:29.92] | 但乐意让你狠狠摔进洞里 |
[05:30.83] | 他加入其中 |
[05:38.99] | 但我无意伤害或把错误 |
[05:42.64] | 归咎于任何住在地下的人 |
[05:47.31] | 但没有关系 妈妈 如果我无法取悦于他 |
[06:10.27] | 老掉牙的女法官望着人们成对出入 |
[06:10.51] | 为性爱所束缚 他们敢于 |
[06:10.67] | 推翻这些虚假的仁义道德 辱骂和眼神 |
[06:12.27] | 当金钱不再吱声而是宣告 |
[06:13.92] | 所谓猥亵罪 谁又真的在意呢 |
[06:15.57] | 宣传部的人们一个个假仁假义 |
[06:27.38] | 然而他们却始终守卫着他们难以看清的这些玩意 |
[06:31.63] | 安全感作为一个杀手的骄傲 |
[06:32.90] | 极其猛烈地吹醒这些沉睡的心 |
[06:34.55] | 于他们而言应该想想死神的真诚 |
[06:36.35] | 不要自然而然降临头顶 |
[06:38.31] | 生活有时候必须孤独自守 |
[06:49.81] | 我却迎头和孤独撞了个满怀 |
[06:51.99] | 坟墓啊 虚假的神啊 我磨破了脚 |
[06:54.83] | 踩在那些装扮得如此蹩脚的杂碎身上 |
[06:56.33] | 倒立行走 铐上手铐 |
[06:58.63] | 用腿踢碎挣脱这些束缚 |
[07:00.80] | 说声好吧 我已经知足了 你还能给我看看其它什么吗 |
[07:10.03] | 如果我苦苦思索的梦想一旦被看穿 |
[07:16.88] | 他们可能会将我推上断头台 |
[07:21.62] | 但这次没关系啦 妈妈 那就是生活 只是生活 |