鲍勃·迪伦:尊严(张裕 译)

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肥胖人盯着一钢刀刃片
瘦削人盯着他最后一歺
稻草人盯着那一块棉田
为了尊严

聪明人盯着一片草叶看
年轻人盯着过往阴影看
穷苦人透过彩绘玻璃看
为了尊严

有人被谋杀在新年除夕
有人说尊严是首先撤离
我走进那市里,走进城里
走进那午夜太阳的土地

搜索高,搜索低
搜索我知的每一地
问我所到处的警察
你见过尊严吗?

盲人正打破岀恍惚状态
把双手放入机会的口袋
希望找到一种情形属于
尊严所在

我去了玛莉·卢结婚庆典
她说"不想和你聊让人见"
她会被杀若告我她明白
关于尊严

我下到秃鹰们喂食之地
我本会下更深,但却不必
听到天使语言和人语言
对我来说没有任何差异

寒风犀利就像剃须刀片
房屋正着火,债务未付钱
要站在窗口,要问那女仆
你可见过尊严?

饮酒人倾听声音他听见
在镜都复盖的拥挤房间
观察被遗忘的失落岁月
为了尊严

在蓝调屋遇菲利普王子
说他给信息若不提名字
他要先拿钱,说他被作贱
在于尊严

脚印跑过那银色的沙砾
阶梯向下进入纹身之地
我遇见暗和亮的儿子们
在绝望的边城里

没有何处渐淡,没有罩衫
我乘滚滚河中颠簸的船
设法阅读某人写的笔记
关于尊严

病人找医生的治疗方案
看着他双手的一条条线
并且查看每部文学杰作
为了尊严

英国人在黑心风中受陷
头发后贴,前景看来暗淡
他咬紧牙关,并审视内心
为了尊严

有人给我看图片,我只笑
尊严从来没有过被拍照
我走进红色,又走进黑色
走进那些骷髅梦的山坳

那么多道路,那么多危险
那么多绝径,我就在湖边
有时我想知道花费什么
找到尊严

(张裕 译)

Dignity

Written by: Bob Dylan
Fat man lookin’ in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin’ at his last meal
Hollow man lookin’ in a cottonfield
For dignityWise man lookin’ in a blade of grass
Young man lookin’ in the shadows that pass
Poor man lookin’ through painted glass
For dignity

Somebody got murdered on New Year’s Eve
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went into the land of the midnight sun

Searchin’ high, searchin’ low
Searchin’ everywhere I know
Askin’ the cops wherever I go
Have you seen dignity?

Blind man breakin’ out of a trance
Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance
Hopin’ to find one circumstance
Of dignity

I went to the wedding of Mary Lou
She said, “I don’t want nobody see me talkin’ to you”
Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew
About dignity

I went down where the vultures feed
I would’ve gone deeper, but there wasn’t any need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn’t any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid
Have you seen dignity?

Drinkin’ man listens to the voice he hears
In a crowded room full of covered-up mirrors
Lookin’ into the lost forgotten years
For dignity

Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues
Said he’d give me information if his name wasn’t used
He wanted money up front, said he was abused
By dignity

Footprints runnin’ ’cross the silver sand
Steps goin’ down into tattoo land
I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light
In the bordertowns of despair

Got no place to fade, got no coat
I’m on the rollin’ river in a jerkin’ boat
Tryin’ to read a note somebody wrote
About dignity

Sick man lookin’ for the doctor’s cure
Lookin’ at his hands for the lines that were
And into every masterpiece of literature
For dignity

Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind
Combin’ his hair back, his future looks thin
Bites the bullet and he looks within
For dignity

Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed
Dignity never been photographed
I went into the red, went into the black
Into the valley of dry bone dreams

So many roads, so much at stake
So many dead ends, I’m at the edge of the lake
Sometimes I wonder what it’s gonna take
To find dignity

Copyright © 1991 by Special Rider Music

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