Hands Held High
前几天,把林肯的《末日警钟》下下来听了遍，确实，咱居然也产生了深思，所以我把这首Hands Held High（把双手高高举起）这歌发出来，自个顺便把这个歌词给翻译下，各位看下，可能有些语法问题。
原文：
turn my mic up louder, i've got to say something
lightweights stepping aside when we come in
feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumpin
people on the street, they panic and start running
words on loose leaf sheet complete coming
jump in my mind, i summon the rhyme i'm dumpin
i'm healing the blind, i promise to let the sun in
sick of the dark ways we march to the drumming
jump when they tell us that they want to see jump
fuck that, i want to see some fists pumpin
i missed something, take back what's yours
say something that you know they might attack you for
'cause i'm sick of being treated like i have before
like i'm stupid standing for what i'm standing for
like this war's really just a different brand of war
like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor
like they understand you in the back of the jet
when you can't put gas in your tank
these fuckers are laughing their way to the bank
and cashing their check, asking you
to have compassion and have some respect
for a leader so nervous in an obvious way
stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
in the living room, laughing, like, what did he say?
amen... amen... amen... amen...
amen...
in my living room, watching, but i am not laughing
'cause when it gets tense, i know what might happen
the world is cold, and bold men take action
have to react or get blown into fractions
ten years old, and something to see
is another kid my age drugged under a jeep
taken abound and found later under a tree
i wonder if he thought the next one could be me
do you see? the soldiers that are out today
that brush the dust with bullet proof vests away
it's ironic, at times like this you pray
but a bomb blew tha mosque up yesterday
there's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads
inside your market, your shops, your clothes
my dad, he's got a lot of fear i know
but enough pride inside not to let that show
my brother had a book he would hold with pride
a little red cover with a broken spine
in the back, he hand wrote a quote inside
'when the rich wage war, it's the poor who die'
meanwhile, their leader just talks away
stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry, like, "what did he say?"
amen... amen... amen... amen...
amen...
with hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you
with hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you
with hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you
with hands held high into a sky so blue
as the ocean opens up to swallow you

译：
讲讲我的麦克风传来的呼声
到我已经要强烈的说一些无能的人的时候
当在你的胸部感受到我们存在时
人们在街上从音符中获得pumpin
他们恐慌了
并开始四处出现了流言
完整的叶片代表着未来在我的心目
我呼唤dumpin来救治失明
我答应让孙在患病的最后
我们在三月时击鼓并且舞动
他们告诉我们他们希望看到舞动
TMD
我不愿看到pumpin的一些拳头
没有我要的东西
带回来的只有一些他们为什么攻击你的原因
就像我生病了要治疗一样
我愚蠢的站立着
是什么让我站立
像这样的战争其实不止所谓的战争
像这并不迎合富国和穷国
他们想知道你在后面的喷气式飞机
当你不将天然气交出时你的面前是坦克
这些混蛋则是开怀大笑
他们的方式是银行并完成他们的检查
要求您有同情和有一些尊重一个领导人
害怕
在一个晚间新闻中重放着世界各地的口吃和含糊话
在一天将结束在客厅中
笑声
想
他们究竟在说些什么呢？
阿门...阿门...阿门...阿门...
阿门...
在我的客厅
我观看
但我不笑原因是
感到害怕
我知道可能会发生什么
世界开始冷战
并且大胆的男子采取行动
已经产生了效果
或者回到十岁和一些小孩样
我年龄便麻醉了
吉普车比比皆是
最后被发现在大树下
可是你看到了吗？
战士们是今天
今天战士们是穿着防弹背心身上厚厚的灰尘
远离讽刺
有时你喜欢祈祷
但就发生了昨天清真寺爆炸的临屋区
有炸弹的巴士，自行车
街上
您的市场内，您的商店，您的衣服
我的父亲，他有十分的恐惧
我知道
但实在不能为之骄傲
不希望我的兄弟一天出现在书中
他将会举行盛大的葬礼
他写了如何发动战争
穷人的死亡
同时，他们会谈时
会听到在晚间新闻中重放着世界各地的口吃和含糊话
在一天将结束时
充满的是愤怒和害怕
他说：“这是什么”
阿门...阿门...阿门...阿门... 阿门...
高高举起双手，使你可以拥抱整个蓝色的天空和开辟整片海洋
高高举起双手，使你可以拥抱整个蓝色的天空和开辟整片海洋
高高举起双手，使你可以拥抱整个蓝色的天空和开辟整片海洋
高高举起双手，使你可以拥抱整个蓝色的天空和开辟整片海洋