歌曲 | Desolation Row |
歌手 | Bob Dylan |
专辑 | The Bootleg Series, Vol. 4: The "Royal Albert Hall" Concert |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:08.70] | They're selling postcards of the hanging |
[00:13.00] | They're painting the passports brown |
[00:18.10] | The beauty parlor is filled with sailors |
[00:21.60] | The circus is in town |
[00:27.40] | Here comes the blind commissioner |
[00:31.10] | They've got him in a trance |
[00:35.60] | One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker |
[00:40.40] | The other is in his pants |
[00:45.10] | And the riot squad they're restless |
[00:49.50] | They need somewhere to go |
[00:53.90] | As Lady and I look out tonight |
[00:58.50] | From Desolation Row |
[01:07.40] | Cinderella, she seems so easy |
[01:12.00] | "It takes one to know one," she smiles |
[01:16.70] | And puts her hands in her back pockets |
[01:21.20] | Bette Davis style |
[01:25.50] | And in comes Romeo, he's moaning |
[01:30.04] | "You Belong to Me I Believe" |
[01:33.91] | And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend |
[01:38.13] | You better leave" |
[01:43.48] | And the only sound that's left |
[01:46.63] | After the ambulances go |
[01:52.66] | Is Cinderella sweeping up |
[01:56.94] | On Desolation Row |
[02:03.72] | Now the moon is almost hidden |
[02:10.60] | The stars are beginning to hide |
[02:14.60] | The fortunetelling lady |
[02:19.12] | Has even taken all her things inside |
[02:23.60] | All except for Cain and Abel |
[02:26.75] | And the hunchback of Notre Dame |
[02:32.70] | Everybody is making love |
[02:36.63] | Or else expecting rain |
[02:41.40] | And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing |
[02:45.63] | He's getting ready for the show |
[02:50.06] | He's going to the carnival tonight |
[02:54.79] | On Desolation Row |
[03:03.32] | Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window |
[03:07.31] | For her I feel so afraid |
[03:11.68] | On her twenty-second birthday |
[03:15.39] | She already is an old maid |
[03:20.27] | To her, death is quite romantic |
[03:24.84] | She wears an iron vest |
[03:29.56] | Her profession's her religion |
[03:33.82] | Her sin is her lifelessness |
[03:38.60] | And though her eyes are fixed upon |
[03:43.31] | Noah's great rainbow |
[03:47.42] | She spends her time peeking |
[03:51.37] | Into Desolation Row |
[04:00.75] | Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood |
[04:05.02] | With his memories in a trunk |
[04:09.54] | Passed this way an hour ago |
[04:13.31] | With his friend, a jealous monk |
[04:17.81] | He looked so immaculately frightful |
[04:22.93] | As he bummed a cigarette |
[04:26.06] | Then he went off sniffing drainpipes |
[04:30.54] | And reciting the alphabet |
[04:35.33] | Now you would not think to look at him |
[04:39.52] | But he was famous long ago |
[04:44.43] | For playing the electric violin |
[04:47.97] | On Desolation Row |
[04:57.27] | Dr. Filth, he keeps his world |
[05:01.34] | Inside of a leather cup |
[05:06.03] | But all his sexless patients |
[05:09.98] | They're trying to blow it up |
[05:15.08] | Now his nurse, some local loser |
[05:19.12] | She's in charge of the cyanide hose |
[05:23.44] | And she also keeps the cards that read |
[05:27.91] | "Have Mercy on His Soul" |
[05:31.95] | They all play on penny whistles |
[05:36.48] | You can hear them blow |
[05:40.98] | If you lean your head out far enough |
[05:45.72] | From Desolation Row |
[05:53.41] | Across the street they've nailed the curtains |
[05:59.68] | They're getting ready for the feast |
[06:02.56] | The Phantom of the Opera |
[06:06.42] | A perfect image of a priest |
[06:10.87] | They're spoonfeeding Casanova |
[06:14.84] | To get him to feel more assured |
[06:19.36] | Then they'll kill him with self-confidence |
[06:23.60] | After poisoning him with words |
[06:27.97] | And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls |
[06:33.83] | "Get Outa Here If You Don't Know |
[06:38.46] | Casanova is just being punished for going |
[06:41.83] | To Desolation Row" |
[06:51.40] | Now at midnight all the agents |
[06:57.02] | And the superhuman crew |
[07:00.23] | Come out and round up everyone |
[07:03.97] | That knows more than they do |
[07:08.48] | Then they bring them to the factory |
[07:13.14] | Where the heart-attack machine |
[07:17.38] | Is strapped across their shoulders |
[07:22.68] | And then the kerosene |
[07:26.19] | Is brought down from the castles |
[07:31.67] | By insurance men who go |
[07:35.85] | Check to see that nobody is escaping |
[07:40.52] | To Desolation Row |
[07:47.05] | Praise be to Nero's Neptune |
[07:51.08] | The Titanic sails at dawn |
[07:55.75] | And everybody's shouting |
[07:59.90] | "Which Side Are You On?" |
[08:04.50] | And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot |
[08:08.52] | Fighting in the captain's tower |
[08:13.20] | While calypso singers laugh at them |
[08:17.35] | And fishermen hold flowers |
[08:22.05] | Between the windows of the sea |
[08:26.00] | Where lovely mermaids flow |
[08:30.83] | And nobody has to think too much |
[08:34.68] | About Desolation Row |
[08:41.37] | |
[09:34.73] | Yes, I received your letter yesterday |
[09:38.46] | (About the time the door knob broke) |
[09:43.28] | When you asked how I was doing |
[09:47.16] | Was that some kind of joke? |
[09:52.05] | All these people that you mention |
[09:56.32] | Yes, I know them, they're quite lame |
[10:00.19] | I had to rearrange their faces |
[10:04.63] | And give them all another name |
[10:08.55] | Right now I can't read too good |
[10:13.33] | Don't send me no more letters no |
[10:17.60] | Not unless you mail them |
[10:21.36] | From Desolation Row |
[10:26.33] | |
[10:36.60] | |
[11:20.10] |
[00:08.70] | They' re selling postcards of the hanging |
[00:13.00] | They' re painting the passports brown |
[00:18.10] | The beauty parlor is filled with sailors |
[00:21.60] | The circus is in town |
[00:27.40] | Here comes the blind commissioner |
[00:31.10] | They' ve got him in a trance |
[00:35.60] | One hand is tied to the tightrope walker |
[00:40.40] | The other is in his pants |
[00:45.10] | And the riot squad they' re restless |
[00:49.50] | They need somewhere to go |
[00:53.90] | As Lady and I look out tonight |
[00:58.50] | From Desolation Row |
[01:07.40] | Cinderella, she seems so easy |
[01:12.00] | " It takes one to know one," she smiles |
[01:16.70] | And puts her hands in her back pockets |
[01:21.20] | Bette Davis style |
[01:25.50] | And in comes Romeo, he' s moaning |
[01:30.04] | " You Belong to Me I Believe" |
[01:33.91] | And someone says," You' re in the wrong place, my friend |
[01:38.13] | You better leave" |
[01:43.48] | And the only sound that' s left |
[01:46.63] | After the ambulances go |
[01:52.66] | Is Cinderella sweeping up |
[01:56.94] | On Desolation Row |
[02:03.72] | Now the moon is almost hidden |
[02:10.60] | The stars are beginning to hide |
[02:14.60] | The fortunetelling lady |
[02:19.12] | Has even taken all her things inside |
[02:23.60] | All except for Cain and Abel |
[02:26.75] | And the hunchback of Notre Dame |
[02:32.70] | Everybody is making love |
[02:36.63] | Or else expecting rain |
[02:41.40] | And the Good Samaritan, he' s dressing |
[02:45.63] | He' s getting ready for the show |
[02:50.06] | He' s going to the carnival tonight |
[02:54.79] | On Desolation Row |
[03:03.32] | Now Ophelia, she' s ' neath the window |
[03:07.31] | For her I feel so afraid |
[03:11.68] | On her twentysecond birthday |
[03:15.39] | She already is an old maid |
[03:20.27] | To her, death is quite romantic |
[03:24.84] | She wears an iron vest |
[03:29.56] | Her profession' s her religion |
[03:33.82] | Her sin is her lifelessness |
[03:38.60] | And though her eyes are fixed upon |
[03:43.31] | Noah' s great rainbow |
[03:47.42] | She spends her time peeking |
[03:51.37] | Into Desolation Row |
[04:00.75] | Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood |
[04:05.02] | With his memories in a trunk |
[04:09.54] | Passed this way an hour ago |
[04:13.31] | With his friend, a jealous monk |
[04:17.81] | He looked so immaculately frightful |
[04:22.93] | As he bummed a cigarette |
[04:26.06] | Then he went off sniffing drainpipes |
[04:30.54] | And reciting the alphabet |
[04:35.33] | Now you would not think to look at him |
[04:39.52] | But he was famous long ago |
[04:44.43] | For playing the electric violin |
[04:47.97] | On Desolation Row |
[04:57.27] | Dr. Filth, he keeps his world |
[05:01.34] | Inside of a leather cup |
[05:06.03] | But all his sexless patients |
[05:09.98] | They' re trying to blow it up |
[05:15.08] | Now his nurse, some local loser |
[05:19.12] | She' s in charge of the cyanide hose |
[05:23.44] | And she also keeps the cards that read |
[05:27.91] | " Have Mercy on His Soul" |
[05:31.95] | They all play on penny whistles |
[05:36.48] | You can hear them blow |
[05:40.98] | If you lean your head out far enough |
[05:45.72] | From Desolation Row |
[05:53.41] | Across the street they' ve nailed the curtains |
[05:59.68] | They' re getting ready for the feast |
[06:02.56] | The Phantom of the Opera |
[06:06.42] | A perfect image of a priest |
[06:10.87] | They' re spoonfeeding Casanova |
[06:14.84] | To get him to feel more assured |
[06:19.36] | Then they' ll kill him with selfconfidence |
[06:23.60] | After poisoning him with words |
[06:27.97] | And the Phantom' s shouting to skinny girls |
[06:33.83] | " Get Outa Here If You Don' t Know |
[06:38.46] | Casanova is just being punished for going |
[06:41.83] | To Desolation Row" |
[06:51.40] | Now at midnight all the agents |
[06:57.02] | And the superhuman crew |
[07:00.23] | Come out and round up everyone |
[07:03.97] | That knows more than they do |
[07:08.48] | Then they bring them to the factory |
[07:13.14] | Where the heartattack machine |
[07:17.38] | Is strapped across their shoulders |
[07:22.68] | And then the kerosene |
[07:26.19] | Is brought down from the castles |
[07:31.67] | By insurance men who go |
[07:35.85] | Check to see that nobody is escaping |
[07:40.52] | To Desolation Row |
[07:47.05] | Praise be to Nero' s Neptune |
[07:51.08] | The Titanic sails at dawn |
[07:55.75] | And everybody' s shouting |
[07:59.90] | " Which Side Are You On?" |
[08:04.50] | And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot |
[08:08.52] | Fighting in the captain' s tower |
[08:13.20] | While calypso singers laugh at them |
[08:17.35] | And fishermen hold flowers |
[08:22.05] | Between the windows of the sea |
[08:26.00] | Where lovely mermaids flow |
[08:30.83] | And nobody has to think too much |
[08:34.68] | About Desolation Row |
[08:41.37] | |
[09:34.73] | Yes, I received your letter yesterday |
[09:38.46] | About the time the door knob broke |
[09:43.28] | When you asked how I was doing |
[09:47.16] | Was that some kind of joke? |
[09:52.05] | All these people that you mention |
[09:56.32] | Yes, I know them, they' re quite lame |
[10:00.19] | I had to rearrange their faces |
[10:04.63] | And give them all another name |
[10:08.55] | Right now I can' t read too good |
[10:13.33] | Don' t send me no more letters no |
[10:17.60] | Not unless you mail them |
[10:21.36] | From Desolation Row |
[10:26.33] | |
[10:36.60] | |
[11:20.10] |
[00:08.70] | They' re selling postcards of the hanging |
[00:13.00] | They' re painting the passports brown |
[00:18.10] | The beauty parlor is filled with sailors |
[00:21.60] | The circus is in town |
[00:27.40] | Here comes the blind commissioner |
[00:31.10] | They' ve got him in a trance |
[00:35.60] | One hand is tied to the tightrope walker |
[00:40.40] | The other is in his pants |
[00:45.10] | And the riot squad they' re restless |
[00:49.50] | They need somewhere to go |
[00:53.90] | As Lady and I look out tonight |
[00:58.50] | From Desolation Row |
[01:07.40] | Cinderella, she seems so easy |
[01:12.00] | " It takes one to know one," she smiles |
[01:16.70] | And puts her hands in her back pockets |
[01:21.20] | Bette Davis style |
[01:25.50] | And in comes Romeo, he' s moaning |
[01:30.04] | " You Belong to Me I Believe" |
[01:33.91] | And someone says," You' re in the wrong place, my friend |
[01:38.13] | You better leave" |
[01:43.48] | And the only sound that' s left |
[01:46.63] | After the ambulances go |
[01:52.66] | Is Cinderella sweeping up |
[01:56.94] | On Desolation Row |
[02:03.72] | Now the moon is almost hidden |
[02:10.60] | The stars are beginning to hide |
[02:14.60] | The fortunetelling lady |
[02:19.12] | Has even taken all her things inside |
[02:23.60] | All except for Cain and Abel |
[02:26.75] | And the hunchback of Notre Dame |
[02:32.70] | Everybody is making love |
[02:36.63] | Or else expecting rain |
[02:41.40] | And the Good Samaritan, he' s dressing |
[02:45.63] | He' s getting ready for the show |
[02:50.06] | He' s going to the carnival tonight |
[02:54.79] | On Desolation Row |
[03:03.32] | Now Ophelia, she' s ' neath the window |
[03:07.31] | For her I feel so afraid |
[03:11.68] | On her twentysecond birthday |
[03:15.39] | She already is an old maid |
[03:20.27] | To her, death is quite romantic |
[03:24.84] | She wears an iron vest |
[03:29.56] | Her profession' s her religion |
[03:33.82] | Her sin is her lifelessness |
[03:38.60] | And though her eyes are fixed upon |
[03:43.31] | Noah' s great rainbow |
[03:47.42] | She spends her time peeking |
[03:51.37] | Into Desolation Row |
[04:00.75] | Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood |
[04:05.02] | With his memories in a trunk |
[04:09.54] | Passed this way an hour ago |
[04:13.31] | With his friend, a jealous monk |
[04:17.81] | He looked so immaculately frightful |
[04:22.93] | As he bummed a cigarette |
[04:26.06] | Then he went off sniffing drainpipes |
[04:30.54] | And reciting the alphabet |
[04:35.33] | Now you would not think to look at him |
[04:39.52] | But he was famous long ago |
[04:44.43] | For playing the electric violin |
[04:47.97] | On Desolation Row |
[04:57.27] | Dr. Filth, he keeps his world |
[05:01.34] | Inside of a leather cup |
[05:06.03] | But all his sexless patients |
[05:09.98] | They' re trying to blow it up |
[05:15.08] | Now his nurse, some local loser |
[05:19.12] | She' s in charge of the cyanide hose |
[05:23.44] | And she also keeps the cards that read |
[05:27.91] | " Have Mercy on His Soul" |
[05:31.95] | They all play on penny whistles |
[05:36.48] | You can hear them blow |
[05:40.98] | If you lean your head out far enough |
[05:45.72] | From Desolation Row |
[05:53.41] | Across the street they' ve nailed the curtains |
[05:59.68] | They' re getting ready for the feast |
[06:02.56] | The Phantom of the Opera |
[06:06.42] | A perfect image of a priest |
[06:10.87] | They' re spoonfeeding Casanova |
[06:14.84] | To get him to feel more assured |
[06:19.36] | Then they' ll kill him with selfconfidence |
[06:23.60] | After poisoning him with words |
[06:27.97] | And the Phantom' s shouting to skinny girls |
[06:33.83] | " Get Outa Here If You Don' t Know |
[06:38.46] | Casanova is just being punished for going |
[06:41.83] | To Desolation Row" |
[06:51.40] | Now at midnight all the agents |
[06:57.02] | And the superhuman crew |
[07:00.23] | Come out and round up everyone |
[07:03.97] | That knows more than they do |
[07:08.48] | Then they bring them to the factory |
[07:13.14] | Where the heartattack machine |
[07:17.38] | Is strapped across their shoulders |
[07:22.68] | And then the kerosene |
[07:26.19] | Is brought down from the castles |
[07:31.67] | By insurance men who go |
[07:35.85] | Check to see that nobody is escaping |
[07:40.52] | To Desolation Row |
[07:47.05] | Praise be to Nero' s Neptune |
[07:51.08] | The Titanic sails at dawn |
[07:55.75] | And everybody' s shouting |
[07:59.90] | " Which Side Are You On?" |
[08:04.50] | And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot |
[08:08.52] | Fighting in the captain' s tower |
[08:13.20] | While calypso singers laugh at them |
[08:17.35] | And fishermen hold flowers |
[08:22.05] | Between the windows of the sea |
[08:26.00] | Where lovely mermaids flow |
[08:30.83] | And nobody has to think too much |
[08:34.68] | About Desolation Row |
[08:41.37] | |
[09:34.73] | Yes, I received your letter yesterday |
[09:38.46] | About the time the door knob broke |
[09:43.28] | When you asked how I was doing |
[09:47.16] | Was that some kind of joke? |
[09:52.05] | All these people that you mention |
[09:56.32] | Yes, I know them, they' re quite lame |
[10:00.19] | I had to rearrange their faces |
[10:04.63] | And give them all another name |
[10:08.55] | Right now I can' t read too good |
[10:13.33] | Don' t send me no more letters no |
[10:17.60] | Not unless you mail them |
[10:21.36] | From Desolation Row |
[10:26.33] | |
[10:36.60] | |
[11:20.10] |
[00:08.70] | 他们把那张处私刑绞死的照片当作明信片来卖 |
[00:13.00] | 他们把护照都刷成了咖啡色 |
[00:18.10] | 美容院里挤满了水手 |
[00:21.60] | 马戏团也已巡游至此 |
[00:27.40] | 这边厢来了位瞎子参议院 |
[00:31.10] | 大家看着他晃晃悠悠,恍恍惚惚 |
[00:35.60] | 一只手和一个走钢丝的人一起绑着 |
[00:40.40] | 另一只手插在裤子里 |
[00:45.10] | 暴乱的队伍已经焦躁不安 |
[00:49.50] | 他们需要去某个新的地方 |
[00:53.90] | 女士与我,正向外望着, |
[00:58.50] | 从这条荒凉小街。 |
[01:07.40] | 灰姑娘,看上去如此随意 |
[01:12.00] | "彼此彼此啦",她微笑着说 |
[01:16.70] | 然后把双手***后面的口袋 |
[01:21.20] | 活脱一副贝蒂戴维斯的老明星范儿 |
[01:25.50] | 那边厢罗密欧又过来,苦逼着脸悲叹: |
[01:30.04] | "你是属于我的,我相信!" |
[01:33.91] | "朋友,你来错地方咯",另一些人赶紧说, |
[01:38.13] | "你最好还是马上走。" |
[01:43.48] | 最后唯一剩下的声响 |
[01:46.63] | 当救护车已经远去, |
[01:52.66] | 只有灰姑娘,默默地扫地。 |
[01:56.94] | 在那条荒凉小街上, |
[02:03.72] | 现在,月亮几乎已经没影了 |
[02:10.60] | 星星也开始躲了起来 |
[02:14.60] | 那个算命的占卜女巫 |
[02:19.12] | 也已把她的鬼把戏都收拾妥当 |
[02:23.60] | 除了该隐和亚伯 |
[02:26.75] | 和钟楼怪人卡西莫多 |
[02:32.70] | 每个人都正忙着** |
[02:36.63] | 或期待老天能下场雨 |
[02:41.40] | 那个乐善好施的撒玛利亚人,他正在精心打扮 |
[02:45.63] | 正为一个派对做着准备 |
[02:50.06] | 今晚他将出席,举办的一场狂欢嘉年华 |
[02:54.79] | 在荒凉小街上, |
[03:03.32] | 奥菲利娅,她靠在窗前 |
[03:07.31] | 对她我感到很害怕 |
[03:11.68] | 在她22岁生日的那天 |
[03:15.39] | 已然变成了一个大龄的女仆 |
[03:20.27] | 死亡对她来说是那么地罗曼蒂克 |
[03:24.84] | 她穿着一件铁制的背心 |
[03:29.56] | 宗教信仰是她的职业 |
[03:33.82] | 枯燥乏味却是她犯下的罪孽 |
[03:38.60] | 虽然她的双眸紧紧地凝视 |
[03:43.31] | 诺亚的那道伟大的彩虹 |
[03:47.42] | 但她也会花一点点的时间,偷瞥一眼 |
[03:51.37] | 荒凉小街上所发生的一切 |
[04:00.75] | 爱因斯坦把自己假扮成罗宾汉 |
[04:05.02] | 拎着一只鼓鼓的装满自己回忆的旅行箱 |
[04:09.54] | 一个小时前刚刚路过这儿 |
[04:13.31] | 带着他的朋友,一个嫉妒的和尚 |
[04:17.81] | 他看上去如此彻底地胆战心惊 |
[04:22.93] | 当他乞讨一根香烟的时候 |
[04:26.06] | 然后他凑上去,闻了一闻排水管的气味 |
[04:30.54] | 并背诵起英语字母表来 |
[04:35.33] | 你甚至都不愿去瞧他一眼 |
[04:39.52] | 但他确实在很久以前就已经红了 |
[04:44.43] | 凭着表演拉电子提琴 |
[04:47.97] | 在这条荒凉小街上 |
[04:57.27] | 费斯博士,把自己的世界 |
[05:01.34] | 放在一只皮质的杯子里 |
[05:06.03] | 而他所有的性冷淡病人们 |
[05:09.98] | 却都试着要把它炸掉 |
[05:15.08] | 他的护士,某个当地的失意者 |
[05:19.12] | 她负责看管放***的洞口 |
[05:23.44] | 同时还会保存着那些卡片 |
[05:27.91] | 上面写着"愿上帝垂怜他的灵魂" |
[05:31.95] | 他们都会吹那种六孔小竖笛 |
[05:36.48] | 你随时都可以听见他们的笛音 |
[05:40.98] | 只要你伸出你的脑袋,足够远地, |
[05:45.72] | 从那条荒凉小街。 |
[05:53.41] | 过了大街,人们已经钉妥帘幕 |
[05:59.68] | 大家都在迎接一场盛宴 |
[06:02.56] | 那个歌剧院的幽灵 |
[06:06.42] | 打扮成一副完美的祭祀的模样 |
[06:10.87] | 人们在一勺一勺地喂食卡萨诺瓦 |
[06:14.84] | 让他感觉更加地明白 |
[06:19.36] | 然后他们会以自信的罪名杀害他 |
[06:23.60] | 而在那之前,先用语言来毒死他 |
[06:27.97] | 接着幽灵朝着皮包骨头的姑娘们咆哮: |
[06:33.83] | "从这儿滚出去,假如你们还搞不清楚的话" |
[06:38.46] | "卡萨诺瓦正在接受严厉惩戒,只因他跑去了, |
[06:41.83] | 那条荒凉小街。" |
[06:51.40] | 午夜,所有的特工们 |
[06:57.02] | 和超级人类联盟 |
[07:00.23] | 四处围捕每一个 |
[07:03.97] | 知道得比他们还多的人 |
[07:08.48] | 他们把他们带进工厂 |
[07:13.14] | 那里有台心脏撞击机 |
[07:17.38] | 它被绑在捉来人们的肩膀上 |
[07:22.68] | 然后是煤油 |
[07:26.19] | 从城堡中流淌下来 |
[07:31.67] | 某个保险推销员会去查看 |
[07:35.85] | 确定是否真的没人能够逃脱, |
[07:40.52] | 去往那条荒凉小街 |
[07:47.05] | 归功于尼禄的海神 |
[07:51.08] | 泰坦尼克号在黎明时分启航 |
[07:55.75] | 每个人都在咋呼: |
[07:59.90] | "你到底是站在哪一边?" |
[08:04.50] | 艾泽拉庞德与TS艾略特 |
[08:08.52] | 在船长的暸望塔里掐起架来 |
[08:13.20] | "加力骚"音乐的歌手们嘲笑着他们 |
[08:17.35] | 钓鱼者正手握着鲜花 |
[08:22.05] | 在窗户之间的海洋上 |
[08:26.00] | 可爱的美人鱼来回游弋 |
[08:30.83] | 没有人需要思考太多, |
[08:34.68] | 关于那条荒凉小街 |
[09:34.73] | 是的,我昨天收到了你的来信 |
[09:38.46] | (门把手突然坏了) |
[09:43.28] | 当你问到我最近如何的时候 |
[09:47.16] | 这算不算是一个笑话? |
[09:52.05] | 你提到的所有这些人们 |
[09:56.32] | 是的,我都认识,他们都瘸了 |
[10:00.19] | 我必须重新组合他们的面孔 |
[10:04.63] | 并各取一个新的名字 |
[10:08.55] | 现在我并不怎么能阅读了 |
[10:13.33] | 请不要再给我寄信,不要再寄了 |
[10:17.60] | 除非,你是从 |
[10:21.36] | 荒凉小街上,将它们一一寄出 |