Great Society Conflict Veteran’s Blues(Live at the Fifth Peg Chicago) - John Prine

Great Society Conflict Veteran's Blues (Live at the Fifth Peg Chicago) - John Prine
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Sam Stone came home
萨姆·斯通回到家中
To his wife and family
与妻儿团聚
After serving in the conflict overseas
从海外战场归来后
And the time that he served
那段服役岁月
Had shattered all his nerves
摧毁了他的神经
And left a little shrapnel in his knee
膝盖里还残留弹片
But the M******e eased the pain
但药物缓解了痛苦
And the grass grew round his brain
杂草在他脑海疯长
And gave him all the confidence he lacked
赐予他缺失的所有勇气
With a purple heart and a monkey on his back
带着紫心勋章与沉重的心魔
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
爸爸臂弯的针眼吞噬了所有钱财
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose
我想耶稣基督白白牺牲了
Little pitchers have big ears
孩童的耳朵总能听见一切
Don't stop to count the years
别停下细数年岁流逝
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
破碎收音机里甜美的歌总是短暂
Sam Stone's welcome home
欢迎萨姆·斯通回家
Didn't last too long
好景不长
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
身无分文时才去工作
And Sammy took to stealing
山姆开始偷窃度日
When he got that empty feeling
每当空虚感来袭时
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime
为维持百元毒瘾 不惜铤而走险
And the gold rolled through his veins
金色液体在血管奔流
Like a thousand railroad trains
如千列火车呼啸而过
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose
在他选定的时刻抚慰心灵
While the kids ran around wearin' other people's clothes
孩子们穿着别人的旧衣四处奔跑
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
爸爸臂弯的针眼吞噬了所有钱财
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose
我想耶稣基督白白牺牲了
Little pitchers have big ears
孩童的耳朵总能听见一切
Don't stop to count the years
别停下细数年岁流逝
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
破碎收音机里甜美的歌总是短暂
Sam Stone was alone
萨姆·斯通孤独离世
When he popped his last balloon
当他最后一次戳破生的希望
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
瘫坐椅中 却似攀越高墙
Well he played his last request
他奏响生命最后乐章
While the room smelled just like death
死亡气息在房间弥漫
With an overdose hovering in the air
过量的药剂悬浮在空气中央
But life had lost it's fun
生活早已失去欢畅
And there was nothing to be done
一切努力终成徒劳
But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill
用退伍军人贷款买的房子
For a flag draped casket on a local heroe's hill
换来覆盖国旗的灵柩 长眠英雄山岗
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
爸爸臂弯的针眼吞噬了所有钱财
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose
我想耶稣基督白白牺牲了
Little pitchers have big ears
孩童的耳朵总能听见一切
Don't stop to count the years
别停下细数年岁流逝
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
破碎收音机里甜美的歌总是短暂