| 歌曲 | Shah Of Shahs |
| 歌手 | Al Stewart |
| 专辑 | Sparks of Ancient Light |
| 作曲 : Stewart | |
| After these processions comes the sweeping up | |
| The rag and bone possessions, an old tin cup | |
| The army trucks have hauled away the newly slain | |
| The angry crowd retreats, but they’ll be back again | |
| And the prisoner in the palace does not understand | |
| The ingratitude around him after all he’s done and planned | |
| But if this the way that it must be then he’ll be damned | |
| If he will let them take away his perfect dream | |
| Ministers stuff bank notes into leather bags | |
| Their wives have packed the jewelry and the luggage tanks | |
| The word is on the street now, growing day by day | |
| And even the informers know the stay away | |
| And the prisoner in the palace is appalled by this charade | |
| Feeling strangely unprotected by his miles of golden braid | |
| And if this is the way that it must be then | |
| I’m afraid | |
| He will not let them take away his perfect dream | |
| And these mountains of equipment brought from foreign lands | |
| Are now stacked up in the desert being buried by the sand | |
| These rows of helicopters rusting where they stand | |
| Are butterflies to take away the perfect dream | |
| He cried inside the limousine and at the airport too | |
| Where the soldier knelt before him and kissed his shoe | |
| He flew across the desert and the open sea | |
| While they tore down all his statues and his legacy | |
| And the victor greets the newsmen with a strange and stoic style | |
| They take a hundred thousand pictures and in none of them a smile | |
| But this is just the way that it must be now for a while | |
| He’s only come to bring another perfect dream |
| zuò qǔ : Stewart | |
| After these processions comes the sweeping up | |
| The rag and bone possessions, an old tin cup | |
| The army trucks have hauled away the newly slain | |
| The angry crowd retreats, but they' ll be back again | |
| And the prisoner in the palace does not understand | |
| The ingratitude around him after all he' s done and planned | |
| But if this the way that it must be then he' ll be damned | |
| If he will let them take away his perfect dream | |
| Ministers stuff bank notes into leather bags | |
| Their wives have packed the jewelry and the luggage tanks | |
| The word is on the street now, growing day by day | |
| And even the informers know the stay away | |
| And the prisoner in the palace is appalled by this charade | |
| Feeling strangely unprotected by his miles of golden braid | |
| And if this is the way that it must be then | |
| I' m afraid | |
| He will not let them take away his perfect dream | |
| And these mountains of equipment brought from foreign lands | |
| Are now stacked up in the desert being buried by the sand | |
| These rows of helicopters rusting where they stand | |
| Are butterflies to take away the perfect dream | |
| He cried inside the limousine and at the airport too | |
| Where the soldier knelt before him and kissed his shoe | |
| He flew across the desert and the open sea | |
| While they tore down all his statues and his legacy | |
| And the victor greets the newsmen with a strange and stoic style | |
| They take a hundred thousand pictures and in none of them a smile | |
| But this is just the way that it must be now for a while | |
| He' s only come to bring another perfect dream |