歌词与中文翻译
Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press
有人盯上了我,他们在媒体上胡乱编造有关我的报道
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess.
我希望这些人住嘴,可他们到底何时停止我可不知道
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy,
他们说我杀了一个叫格雷的人,带着他的老婆去了意大利
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me.
她继承了一百万的财产,她死后这钱就都归我了
I can't help it if I'm lucky.
我运气真好,想躲都躲不掉
People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act
人们每天都会碰到我,可大家都忘记了正常的行为举止
Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts.
他们的脑子里充满了不切实际的幻想和关于我的夸张故事
Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at,
可就在昨天,甚至你也来问我未来的发展方向
I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that
我可不敢相信,经过了这些年,你还不知道这是我最讨厌的事
Sweet lady.
我的可爱的女士
每次你一动嘴,就会刮起一阵愚蠢的风
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth,
顺着后面的小路刮向南方
Blowing down the backroads headin' south.
每次你的牙齿一动,愚蠢的风就将吹起
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
你真是一个白痴,你还记得怎样呼吸,这真是一个奇迹
You're an idiot, babe. It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
Idiot Wind
算命的人告诉我要当心闪电
Bob Dylan
我已经好久没有和平和安逸,我都忘了那是怎样一种感觉
那里有个士兵站在交叉路口,货车里冒出浓烟
I ran into the fortune-teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike
你不知道,也不敢相信,在输掉了所有战斗之后
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like.
他却赢得了整个战争
我醒来后发现自己躺在路边,脑海里追忆着过去的感觉
There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door,
你骑在栗色马上的形象掠过我的脑际,让我感到一阵晕眩
You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars
你伤害了我最爱的人,并用谎言掩盖事实真相
After losin' every battle.
总会有一天你躺在沟里,眼睛周围有无数苍蝇嗡嗡乱叫
I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are
你的马鞍上血迹斑斑
Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars.
愚蠢的风,吹过你坟墓上的野花
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
吹过你屋内的窗帘
One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes,
每次你的牙齿一动,愚蠢的风就将吹起
Blood on your saddle.
你真是一个白痴,你还记得怎样呼吸,这真是一个奇迹
重力让我们沉静下来,命运却把我们分成两半
Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb,
你驯服了我笼中的狮子,却无法彻底将我的心彻底改变
Blowing through the curtains in your room.
现在每件事都颠倒了,车轮彻底停了下来
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
好的变成坏的,坏的变成好的,当你觉得自己达到顶峰时
You're an idiot, babe.It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
你却正在落向深渊
在婚礼上我终于注意到,你的堕落的举止让你无法辨别是非
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
我已经记不住你的脸了,你的嘴唇也变了,你的眼睛不愿和我相对
You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart.
第七天的时候牧师穿着黑衣服,面无表情地坐在那里看着房屋被大火烧毁
在一丛柏树旁,我站在车边等你,直到春天
Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped,
慢慢变成了深秋
What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top
愚蠢的风转着圈子,围绕着我的头骨
You're on the bottom.
从大库力水坝到美国首都
I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
每次你的牙齿一动,愚蠢的风就将吹起
I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes don't look into mine.
你真是一个白痴,你还记得怎样呼吸,这真是一个奇迹
burned.
我失去了对你的感觉,我甚至不想去碰那本你读过的书
I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned
每次我从你的门前走过,我都希望那不是我
Slowly into autumn.
沿着高速公路,沿着那条轨迹,沿着通往极乐世界的路
在漫天星斗下,我追寻着你,对你的记忆萦绕在我的脑际
Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull,
还有那曾经属于你的荣耀
From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol.
这是我最后一次被骗了,我终于得到了自由
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
在那条横跨在你我之间的界限上,我和那头咆哮着的野兽告别
You're an idiot, babe. It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
你永远不会知道我所受的伤害,永远不会理解我忍受的痛苦
我也永远不会理解你的圣洁,或者你的那种爱情
I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read
这阵让我感到十分抱歉
Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead.
愚蠢的风吹过我们衣服的扣子
Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,
吹过我们写的所有文字
I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory
愚蠢的风,吹过我们桌上的尘土
And all your ragin' glory.
我们都是傻瓜,宝贝,我真不明白我们居然没被饿死
I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free,
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above,
And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love,
And it makes me feel so sorry.
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves,
We're idiots, babe. It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
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