[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:35.19][Verse 1]
[00:41.53]Come, you masters of war
[00:45.98]You that build the big guns
[00:50.19]You that build the death planes
[00:54.59]You that build all the bombs
[00:58.85]You that hide behind walls
[01:03.19]You that hide behind desks
[01:07.21]I just want you to know
[01:08.99]I can see through your masks
[01:12.23]
[01:27.06][Verse 2]
[01:28.90]You that never done nothing
[01:33.21]But build to destroy
[01:37.42]You play with my world
[01:41.61]Like it's your little toy
[01:45.82]You put a gun in my hand
[01:50.06]And you hide from my eyes
[01:54.38]And you turn and run farther
[01:56.67]When the fast bullets fly
[01:58.21]
[02:00.24][Verse 5]
[02:01.01]You've thrown the worst fear
[02:05.11]That can ever be hurled
[02:10.06]Fear to bring children
[02:14.03]Into the world
[02:18.18]For threatening my baby
[02:22.28]Unborn and unnamed
[02:26.55]You ain't worth the blood
[02:28.65]That runs in your veins
[02:31.40]
[03:09.90][Verse 8]
[03:11.52]And I hope that you die
[03:15.76]And your death will come soon
[03:20.05]I will follow your casket
[03:24.25]By the pale afternoon
[03:28.57]And I'll watch while you're lowered
[03:32.91]Down to your deathbed
[03:37.22]And I'll stand over your grave
[03:39.36]'Til I'm sure that you're dead
[03:43.72]

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Come, you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothing
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I will follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead