歌曲 | Orders from the Dead |
歌手 | Diamanda Galás |
专辑 | Defixiones: Will and Testament, Orders from the Dead |
作词 : Erguner, Galás, Soteriou | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
But these flames are NOT new | |
To OUR dead | |
OUR dead did cry their final prayer in those flames | |
Our dead did sing their last lullaby in those flames | |
Our dead prayed to our infidelite GOd in those falmes | |
Our dead whispered a last goodbye to their mother | |
IN THOSE FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
OUR dead clawed their children close in | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
OUR dead watched their daughters | |
16 times | |
RAPED AND BEATEN | |
in the still-burning of THOSE FLAMES | |
OUR dead watched an ax remove their | |
mother’s skull | |
and crown a wooden spit | |
in the continuous burning of THOSE FLAMES | |
OUR DEAD watched while Chrysotomos | |
eyes and tongue were pulled out, | |
teeth and fingers broken, one by one, | |
in the laughing and the cheering | |
OF THOSE FLAMES | |
OUR DEAD watched their sisters drenched with gasoline | |
and scream with melting skin | |
“THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES” | |
OUR DEAD gave birth to Turkish victories | |
the gurgling and then dying trophy. | |
on a bayonet which marked the borders of | |
THE WORLD WHICH IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
OUR DEAD WERE DRAGGED IN MARCHES | |
THROUGH THE DESERT SUN | |
FOR WEEKS UNTIL THE SUN BURNED OUT THEIR LUNGS | |
and when the desert sun which was burning them like flames | |
ripped apart their lips, we heard the final prayer | |
LORD GOD HAVE MERCY LORD UPON OUR SOULS! | |
They saw the WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
buried, not yet dead inside the pits | |
engraved: | |
“GIAOURI, INFIDELI: | |
OUR GOD HAS CHOSEN YOU TO DIE” | |
And now the unblessed dead have ordered us to say: | |
THIS is my GRAVE, MY HOLY BED | |
YOU CANNOT take it | |
YOU can NOT ERASE MY NAME | |
YOU can NOT ERASE OUR DEAD | |
YOU CANNOT ERASE THE DEAD | |
Because we have been ordered now | |
to list their names, their numbers, | |
to give their date of birth, their earthly city, | |
their father’s name, the sweetness | |
of their mother’s eyes | |
GOODBYE | |
GOODBYE | |
GOODBYE | |
and forevermore | |
We’ll see you when the desert meets the sky | |
But do not FORGET MY NAME | |
And so these were the orders from the dead | |
said without a word but with a final glance: | |
the | |
SECOND | |
granted to the Infidel | |
since an Infidelite Hell | |
should NOT require a prayer | |
should NOT require a silent moment | |
And now the Infidel is told | |
to forgive and to forget | |
to understand : | |
Advance into a paradise of Dead Memories, | |
of Living Death, the Old Folks Home | |
of Catatonia | |
of Madness | |
and Despair. | |
“Do not ask me for the NUMBER of that Grave: | |
It has been stolen.” | |
“What IS this love for bones and dirt? | |
Put this ancient thing behind you, Infidelite | |
You HAVE no claim to GOD | |
You Have no claim to PEACE | |
YOu HAVE no claim to JOY | |
YOU HAVE NO CLAIM | |
YOU HAVE NO CLAIM | |
YOU HAVE NO CLAIM | |
GIAVOURI!!!! | |
Remember just how lucky, sperm of Satan, | |
that you are: | |
to even BE | |
alive. | |
NOW! | |
HERE! | |
ACROSS THE SEA! | |
GIAVOUR! | |
You HAVE no God. | |
A man without a God | |
Can NOT be burned ALIVE | |
He never WAS alive, | |
not as a MAN, giavour, | |
but as a DOG.” | |
[PAUSE] | |
BUT I HAVE orders from the Dead | |
that warn me: | |
“DO NOT FORGET ME: | |
My blood will fill the air you breathe | |
FOREVER.” | |
“MY DEATHBIRD is Not DEAD | |
HE CARRIES ALL MY TEETH: | |
MY SMILE OF UNFORGETFULNESS, | |
MY LAUGH! | |
VRYKOLAKA! | |
I am the man unburied | |
who CANNOT sleep | |
IN FORTY PIECES!!!!! | |
I am the girl, | |
dismembered | |
and unblessed, | |
I am the open mouth | |
that drags your flesh | |
and will never rest | |
until | |
MY DEATH IS WRITTEN | |
IN A ROCK THAT CAN | |
NOT BE | |
BROKEN!” | |
And these are the orders | |
from The Dead. |
zuò cí : Erguner, Galá s, Soteriou | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
But these flames are NOT new | |
To OUR dead | |
OUR dead did cry their final prayer in those flames | |
Our dead did sing their last lullaby in those flames | |
Our dead prayed to our infidelite GOd in those falmes | |
Our dead whispered a last goodbye to their mother | |
IN THOSE FLAMES | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
OUR dead clawed their children close in | |
THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
OUR dead watched their daughters | |
16 times | |
RAPED AND BEATEN | |
in the stillburning of THOSE FLAMES | |
OUR dead watched an ax remove their | |
mother' s skull | |
and crown a wooden spit | |
in the continuous burning of THOSE FLAMES | |
OUR DEAD watched while Chrysotomos | |
eyes and tongue were pulled out, | |
teeth and fingers broken, one by one, | |
in the laughing and the cheering | |
OF THOSE FLAMES | |
OUR DEAD watched their sisters drenched with gasoline | |
and scream with melting skin | |
" THE WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES" | |
OUR DEAD gave birth to Turkish victories | |
the gurgling and then dying trophy. | |
on a bayonet which marked the borders of | |
THE WORLD WHICH IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
OUR DEAD WERE DRAGGED IN MARCHES | |
THROUGH THE DESERT SUN | |
FOR WEEKS UNTIL THE SUN BURNED OUT THEIR LUNGS | |
and when the desert sun which was burning them like flames | |
ripped apart their lips, we heard the final prayer | |
LORD GOD HAVE MERCY LORD UPON OUR SOULS! | |
They saw the WORLD IS GOING UP IN FLAMES | |
buried, not yet dead inside the pits | |
engraved: | |
" GIAOURI, INFIDELI: | |
OUR GOD HAS CHOSEN YOU TO DIE" | |
And now the unblessed dead have ordered us to say: | |
THIS is my GRAVE, MY HOLY BED | |
YOU CANNOT take it | |
YOU can NOT ERASE MY NAME | |
YOU can NOT ERASE OUR DEAD | |
YOU CANNOT ERASE THE DEAD | |
Because we have been ordered now | |
to list their names, their numbers, | |
to give their date of birth, their earthly city, | |
their father' s name, the sweetness | |
of their mother' s eyes | |
GOODBYE | |
GOODBYE | |
GOODBYE | |
and forevermore | |
We' ll see you when the desert meets the sky | |
But do not FORGET MY NAME | |
And so these were the orders from the dead | |
said without a word but with a final glance: | |
the | |
SECOND | |
granted to the Infidel | |
since an Infidelite Hell | |
should NOT require a prayer | |
should NOT require a silent moment | |
And now the Infidel is told | |
to forgive and to forget | |
to understand : | |
Advance into a paradise of Dead Memories, | |
of Living Death, the Old Folks Home | |
of Catatonia | |
of Madness | |
and Despair. | |
" Do not ask me for the NUMBER of that Grave: | |
It has been stolen." | |
" What IS this love for bones and dirt? | |
Put this ancient thing behind you, Infidelite | |
You HAVE no claim to GOD | |
You Have no claim to PEACE | |
YOu HAVE no claim to JOY | |
YOU HAVE NO CLAIM | |
YOU HAVE NO CLAIM | |
YOU HAVE NO CLAIM | |
GIAVOURI!!!! | |
Remember just how lucky, sperm of Satan, | |
that you are: | |
to even BE | |
alive. | |
NOW! | |
HERE! | |
ACROSS THE SEA! | |
GIAVOUR! | |
You HAVE no God. | |
A man without a God | |
Can NOT be burned ALIVE | |
He never WAS alive, | |
not as a MAN, giavour, | |
but as a DOG." | |
PAUSE | |
BUT I HAVE orders from the Dead | |
that warn me: | |
" DO NOT FORGET ME: | |
My blood will fill the air you breathe | |
FOREVER." | |
" MY DEATHBIRD is Not DEAD | |
HE CARRIES ALL MY TEETH: | |
MY SMILE OF UNFORGETFULNESS, | |
MY LAUGH! | |
VRYKOLAKA! | |
I am the man unburied | |
who CANNOT sleep | |
IN FORTY PIECES!!!!! | |
I am the girl, | |
dismembered | |
and unblessed, | |
I am the open mouth | |
that drags your flesh | |
and will never rest | |
until | |
MY DEATH IS WRITTEN | |
IN A ROCK THAT CAN | |
NOT BE | |
BROKEN!" | |
And these are the orders | |
from The Dead. |