2011年10月3日 星期一

every grain of sand-bob dylan

Every Grain Of Sand
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
在我懺悔時,在我最需時
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
當我足下淚池淹沒每一新生種子
There’s a dyin’ voice within me reaching out somewhere
內心一瀕死聲音伸向某處
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair
在危險與絕望中道德的苦工
Don’t have the inclination to look back on any mistake
沒有回顧任何錯誤的傾向
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break
如肯恩,現在我注視這我必須擊毀的事務枷鎖
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master’s hand
在憤怒時刻我可見主之手
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand
在每一顫慄葉片,在每一粒沙中
Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear
阿,沉溺的花朵與昨日野草
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer
如罪犯,它们讓良知與善意歡呼窒息
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
太陽曬著時光階梯照亮路途
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay
舒緩懶人痛楚與腐敗記憶
I gaze into the doorway of temptation’s angry flame
我注視誘惑怒火的入口
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name
每次經過那總聽到我的名字
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
然後在旅程中我理解
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand
每一毛髮如每一沙粒被定數
I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
在夜晚憂傷中我由貧困轉富裕
In the violence of a summer’s dream, in the chill of a wintry light
在夏季夢境的狂暴中,在一道冬光寒冷中
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space
在消逝入空間的苦澀孤寂舞蹈中
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face
在每一被遺忘面孔上純真的破鏡上
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
我傾聽如海移動之古老足聲
Sometimes I turn, there’s someone there, other times it’s only me
有時我轉身,有人在那,其餘時間只有我
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
我在人類現實的平衡中擺盪
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand
如每一墜落麻雀,如每一沙粒

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