Memory of a Free Festival

Man of Words/Man of Music

David Bowie

歌词

The children of the summer's end

在夏天结束，孩子们

gathered in the dampened grass

我们演奏着歌，感觉伦敦的天空

We played our songs and felt the London sky

停留在我们手中——这一定是上帝之城

resting on our hands -- it was God's land

它衣衫褴褛，天真烂漫——它一定是天堂

It was ragged and naive -- it was Heaven

触碰，我们触碰

Touch, we touched the very soul

那个承担所有和每个生活的至高存在

of holding each and every life

我们声称喜悦的本源贯穿始终

We claimed the very source of joy ran through

它并没有，但看起来是这样的

It didn't, but it seemed that way

那天我亲吻了很多人

I kissed a lot of people that day

抓住哪怕一滴席卷那个下午的狂喜

Oh, to capture just one drop of all the ecstasy that swept that afternoon

在白色气球上画上爱

To paint that love upon a white balloon

然后在那个男人已经到达的所有顶峰的最顶点放飞它

And fly it from the toppest top of all the tops that man has pushed

超越他的想象

beyond his brain

佛说的顿悟一定是一种和这个一样的东西

Satori must be something just the same

我们用彩虹般的眼睛拂过天空

We scanned the skies with rainbow eyes

看见所有形状与大小的机器

and saw machines of every shape and size

我们与路过的高大的金星人交谈

We talked with tall Venusians passing through

彼得试图爬上船

And Peter tried to climb aboard

但船长摇了摇头

but the Captain shook his head

然后他们骤然上升

and away they soared,

越过充满生机的象牙色的云

Climbing through the ivory vibrant cloud

人群中，有人走过，有人祝福

Someone passed some bliss among the crowd

我们走回了那条路，不再链接在一起

and we walked back to the road, unchained

太阳将要落山，我们将要举办一个派对