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发帖数: 141625 | 1 【 以下文字转载自 LeisureTime 讨论区 】
发信人: Tippi (Tippi), 信区: LeisureTime
标 题: 今天是鲍勃·迪伦70岁生日！
发信站: BBS 未名空间站 (Tue May 24 16:39:02 2011, 美东)
永远年轻，永远热泪盈眶！
2011年5月24日是鲍勃迪伦70岁的生日，这个见证了历史的老人，也将被未来的历史所
见证。《滚石》杂志的封面无数次被如今这个老人所占据，而他的生命同样像是一块滚
动的石头，在此，谨祝健康长寿。
鲍勃·迪伦他已经70岁了，可对他的艺术却还是不能下一个清晰的定义，不过可以肯定
的是，迪伦的音乐风靡了整个60年代，而且影响了几代的摇滚音乐人。"鲍勃·迪伦有
一句歌词是这么说的：你不需要一个气象人告诉你风往哪里吹。但在1960年代，迪伦充
当的就是这么一个角色，告诉我们，风往哪个方向吹。"--乐评人张铁志
鲍勃·迪伦很伟大，但是他的音乐不是那么好理解的，他是一个诗人也是个音乐家，对
生活的体会真实又透彻。十几年前偶还不是很懂他的音乐时，就冲着那张著名的专辑封
面去听他的歌。这么多年后的今天又重新听回他的歌，将每首歌的歌词都仔细阅读后，
这才发现，那些闪着金子般光芒的智慧就这么隐藏在他的一首又一首平凡又流畅的绝世
经典里。
一首好的音乐，一个伟大的歌手，是无论你反复听多少次，放置多少年，他仍然可以让
你随时随刻都深有触动，热泪盈眶的。心不老，时间的年轮就让一个人越来越年轻。
Blowing in the wind 随风而逝
How many roads must a man walk down 一个人要经历多长的旅途
Before they call him a man 才能成为真正的男人
How many seas must a white dove sail 鸽子要飞跃几重大海
Before she sleeps in the sand 才能在沙滩上安眠
How many times must the cannon balls fly 要多少炮火
Before they're forever banned 才能换来和平
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind 那答案，我的朋友，飘零在风中
The answer is blowing in the wind 答案随风飘逝
How many years must a mountain exist 山峰要屹立多久
Before it is washed to the sea 才是沧海桑田
How many years can some people exist 人们要等待多久
Before they're allowed to be free 才能得到自由
How many times can a man turn his head 一个人要季度回首
And pretend that he just doesn't see 才能视而不见
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind 那答案，我的朋友，在风中飘零
The answer is blowing in the wind 答案随风而逝
How many times must a man look up 一个人要仰望多少次
Before he can see the sky 才能见苍穹
How many ears must one man have 一个人要多么善听
Before he can hear people cry 才能听见他人的呐喊
How many deaths will it take 多少生命要陨落
'Till he knows that too many people have died 才知道那已故的众生
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind 答案，我的朋友，在风中飘零
The answer is blowing in the wind答案随风而逝 | R*******e
发帖数: 25533 | | B****n
发帖数: 11290 | 3 剛聽到NPR裡用他的歌she belongs to me來祝他生日快樂 挺有意思的
Lyrics:
She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She's got everything she needs,
She's an artist, she don't look back.
She can take the dark out of the nighttime
And paint the daytime black.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
You will start out standing
Proud to steal her anything she sees.
But you will wind up peeking through her keyhole
Down upon your knees.
She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She never stumbles,
She's got no place to fall.
She's nobody's child,
The Law can't touch her at all.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks.
She's a hypnotist collector,
You are a walking antique.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
Bow down to her on Sunday,
Salute her when her birthday comes.
For Halloween give her a trumpet
And for Christmas, buy her a drum.
【在 wh 的大作中提到】
: 【 以下文字转载自 LeisureTime 讨论区 】
: 发信人: Tippi (Tippi), 信区: LeisureTime
: 标 题: 今天是鲍勃·迪伦70岁生日！
: 发信站: BBS 未名空间站 (Tue May 24 16:39:02 2011, 美东)
: 永远年轻，永远热泪盈眶！
: 2011年5月24日是鲍勃迪伦70岁的生日，这个见证了历史的老人，也将被未来的历史所
: 见证。《滚石》杂志的封面无数次被如今这个老人所占据，而他的生命同样像是一块滚
: 动的石头，在此，谨祝健康长寿。
: 鲍勃·迪伦他已经70岁了，可对他的艺术却还是不能下一个清晰的定义，不过可以肯定
: 的是，迪伦的音乐风靡了整个60年代，而且影响了几代的摇滚音乐人。"鲍勃·迪伦有
| R*******e
发帖数: 25533 | 4 http://www.xiami.com/song/1024721
Visions Of Johanna
Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re tryin' to be so
quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we’re all doin’ our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin’ you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there’s nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman’s bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the “D” train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it’s him or them that’s really insane
Louise, she’s all right, she’s just near
She’s delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna’s not here
The ghost of ’lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He’s sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I’m in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it’s so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, “Jeeze
I can’t find my knees”
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel
The peddler now speaks to the countess who’s pretending to care for him
Sayin’, “Name me someone that’s not a parasite and I’ll go out and say a
prayer for him”
But like Louise always says
“Ya can’t look at much, can ya man?”
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev’rything’s been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain
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