歌曲 | God is Alive, Magic is Afoot |
歌手 | Buffy Sainte-Marie |
专辑 | Soldier Blue : Best Of The Vanguard Years |
作词 : Cohen, Sainte-Marie | |
God is alive; Magic is afoot | |
God is alive; Magic is afoot | |
God is afoot; Magic is alive | |
Alive is afoot. | |
Magic never died. | |
God never sickened; | |
many poor men lied | |
many sick men lied | |
Magic never weakened | |
Magic never hid | |
Magic always ruled | |
God is afoot | |
God never died. | |
God was ruler | |
Though his funeral lengthened | |
Though his mourners thickened | |
Magic never fled | |
Though his shrouds were hoisted | |
the naked God did live | |
Though his words were twisted | |
the naked Magic thrived | |
Though his death was published | |
round and round the world | |
the heart did not believe | |
Many hurt men wondered | |
many struck men bled | |
Magic never faltered | |
Magic always led. | |
Many stones were rolled | |
but God would not lie down | |
Many wild men lied | |
many fat men listened | |
Though they offered stones | |
Magic still was fed | |
Though they locked their coffers | |
God was always served. | |
Magic is afoot. God rules. | |
Alive is afoot. Alive is in command. | |
Many weak men hungered | |
Many strong men thrived | |
Though they boasted solitude | |
God was at their side | |
Nor the dreamer in his cell | |
nor the captain on the hill | |
Magic is alive | |
Though his death was pardoned | |
round and round the world | |
the heart did not believe. | |
Though laws were carved in marble | |
they could not shelter men | |
Though altars built in parliaments | |
they could not order men | |
Police arrested Magic | |
and Magic went with them, | |
for Magic loves the hungry. | |
But Magic would not tarry | |
it moves from arm to arm | |
it would not stay with them | |
Magic is afoot | |
it cannot come to harm | |
it rests in an empty palm | |
it spawns in an empty mind | |
but Magic is no instrument | |
Magic is the end. | |
Many men drove Magic | |
but Magic stayed behind | |
Many strong men lied | |
they only passed through Magic | |
and out the other side | |
Many weak men lied | |
they came to God in secret | |
and though they left him nourished | |
they would not tell who healed | |
Though mountains danced before them | |
they said that God was dead | |
Though his shrouds were hoisted | |
the naked God did live | |
This I mean to whisper to my mind | |
This I mean to laugh with in my mind | |
This I mean my mind to serve 'til | |
service is but Magic | |
moving through the world | |
and mind itself is Magic | |
coursing through the flesh | |
and flesh itself is Magic | |
dancing on a clock | |
and time itself the magic length of God |
zuò cí : Cohen, SainteMarie | |
God is alive Magic is afoot | |
God is alive Magic is afoot | |
God is afoot Magic is alive | |
Alive is afoot. | |
Magic never died. | |
God never sickened | |
many poor men lied | |
many sick men lied | |
Magic never weakened | |
Magic never hid | |
Magic always ruled | |
God is afoot | |
God never died. | |
God was ruler | |
Though his funeral lengthened | |
Though his mourners thickened | |
Magic never fled | |
Though his shrouds were hoisted | |
the naked God did live | |
Though his words were twisted | |
the naked Magic thrived | |
Though his death was published | |
round and round the world | |
the heart did not believe | |
Many hurt men wondered | |
many struck men bled | |
Magic never faltered | |
Magic always led. | |
Many stones were rolled | |
but God would not lie down | |
Many wild men lied | |
many fat men listened | |
Though they offered stones | |
Magic still was fed | |
Though they locked their coffers | |
God was always served. | |
Magic is afoot. God rules. | |
Alive is afoot. Alive is in command. | |
Many weak men hungered | |
Many strong men thrived | |
Though they boasted solitude | |
God was at their side | |
Nor the dreamer in his cell | |
nor the captain on the hill | |
Magic is alive | |
Though his death was pardoned | |
round and round the world | |
the heart did not believe. | |
Though laws were carved in marble | |
they could not shelter men | |
Though altars built in parliaments | |
they could not order men | |
Police arrested Magic | |
and Magic went with them, | |
for Magic loves the hungry. | |
But Magic would not tarry | |
it moves from arm to arm | |
it would not stay with them | |
Magic is afoot | |
it cannot come to harm | |
it rests in an empty palm | |
it spawns in an empty mind | |
but Magic is no instrument | |
Magic is the end. | |
Many men drove Magic | |
but Magic stayed behind | |
Many strong men lied | |
they only passed through Magic | |
and out the other side | |
Many weak men lied | |
they came to God in secret | |
and though they left him nourished | |
they would not tell who healed | |
Though mountains danced before them | |
they said that God was dead | |
Though his shrouds were hoisted | |
the naked God did live | |
This I mean to whisper to my mind | |
This I mean to laugh with in my mind | |
This I mean my mind to serve ' til | |
service is but Magic | |
moving through the world | |
and mind itself is Magic | |
coursing through the flesh | |
and flesh itself is Magic | |
dancing on a clock | |
and time itself the magic length of God |