[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:04.61]Alright, thank you very much
[00:05.60]
[00:06.84]This is called It’s alright, Ma, I’m Only Bleeding
[00:10.16]
[00:21.41]Darkness at the break of noon
[00:24.06]Shadows even the silver spoon
[00:26.22]The handmade blade, the child’s balloon
[00:28.30]Eclipses both the sun and moon
[00:31.34]To understand you know too soon
[00:33.60]There is no sense in trying
[00:35.74]
[00:40.10]Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
[00:42.08]Suicide remarks are torn
[00:43.80]
[00:44.23]From the fool’s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
[00:47.22]Plays wasted words, proves to warn
[00:48.99]He not busy being born is busy dying
[00:52.73]
[00:56.64]Temptation’s page flies out the door
[00:58.80]You follow, find yourself at war
[01:01.06]Watch waterfalls of pity roar
[01:03.26]Feel to moan but unlike before
[01:05.79]You discover that you’d just be one more
[01:08.09]Person crying
[01:09.56]
[01:13.17]So don’t fear if you hear
[01:17.97]A foreign sound to your ear
[01:22.80]It’s alright, Ma, I’m only sighing
[01:29.14]
[01:37.46]Some warn victory, some downfall
[01:39.94]Private reasons great or small
[01:41.91]Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
[01:44.23]To make all that should be killed to crawl
[01:46.71]Others say don’t hate nothing at all
[01:49.08]Except hatred
[01:50.59]
[01:54.30]Disillusioned words like bullets bark
[01:58.90]Human gods aim for their mark
[02:01.19]Make everything from toy guns that spark
[02:03.50]To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
[02:06.10]It’s easy to see without looking too far
[02:08.16]That not much is really sacred
[02:11.01]
[02:19.62]While preachers preach of evil fates
[02:21.61]Teachers teach that knowledge waits
[02:23.73]Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
[02:25.96]Goodness hides behind its gates
[02:28.29]Even the president of the United States
[02:30.78]Sometimes must have to stand naked
[02:33.51]
[02:41.72]An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged
[02:45.61]
[02:46.02]It’s people’s games that you got to dodge
[02:51.43]It’s alright, Ma, I can make it
[02:57.03]
[03:05.91]Advertising signs they con
[03:07.81]Can you thinking you’re the one?
[03:09.88]That can do what’s never been done
[03:12.32]That can win what’s never been won
[03:14.77]Meantime life outside goes on
[03:16.85]All around you
[03:18.18]
[03:24.37]You lose yourself, you reappear
[03:26.22]You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
[03:28.59]Alone you stand with nobody near
[03:30.66]When a trembling distant voice, unclear
[03:33.19]Startles your sleeping ears to hear, that somebody thinks they really found you
[03:37.43]
[03:43.47]A question in your nerves is lit
[03:45.45]Yet you know there is no answer fit
[03:47.84]To satisfy, insure you not to quit
[03:50.21]Keep it in your mind and not forget
[03:52.49]That it is not he or she or them or it, that you belong to
[03:56.49]
[03:59.54]Although the masters make the rules
[04:03.13]
[04:03.91]For the wise men and the fools
[04:07.82]
[04:09.03]I got nothing, Ma, to live up to
[04:14.70]
[04:22.91]Old lady judges watch people in pairs
[04:24.96]Limited in sex, they dare
[04:27.35]Push fake morals, insult and stare
[04:29.63]While money doesn’t talk, it swears
[04:31.89]Obscenity, who really cares
[04:33.87]Propaganda, all is phony
[04:36.54]
[04:42.53]While them that defend what they cannot see
[04:44.57]With a killer’s pride, security
[04:46.91]It blows the minds most bitterly
[04:49.02]For them that think death’s honesty
[04:51.47]Won’t fall upon them naturally
[04:53.40]Life sometimes must get lonely
[04:56.11]
[05:02.20]My eyes collide head-on with stuffed
[05:04.14]Graveyards, false gods, I scuff
[05:06.44]At pettiness which plays so rough
[05:08.69]Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
[05:11.12]Kick my legs to crash it off
[05:12.99]Say alright, I have had enough, what else can you show me?
[05:17.66]
[05:25.64]And if my thought-dreams could be seen
[05:29.06]
[05:29.74]They’d probably put my head in a guillotine
[05:34.74]But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only
[05:39.74]
[06:05.34]Thank you
[06:05.74]
[06:09.65]Well , what's...what's the time, we have to run. (Hahahaha)
[06:13.29]

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Alright, thank you very much
This is called It’s alright, Ma, I’m Only Bleeding
Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child’s balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool’s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
Plays wasted words, proves to warn
He not busy being born is busy dying
Temptation’s page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
Feel to moan but unlike before
You discover that you’d just be one more
Person crying
So don’t fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It’s alright, Ma, I’m only sighing
Some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
Others say don’t hate nothing at all
Except hatred
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
Human gods aim for their mark
Make everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It’s easy to see without looking too far
That not much is really sacred
While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
Even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand naked
An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged
It’s people’s games that you got to dodge
It’s alright, Ma, I can make it
Advertising signs they con
Can you thinking you’re the one?
That can do what’s never been done
That can win what’s never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you
You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear, that somebody thinks they really found you
A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit
To satisfy, insure you not to quit
Keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it, that you belong to
Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to
Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
Push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn’t talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony
While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer’s pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death’s honesty
Won’t fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes must get lonely
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed
Graveyards, false gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say alright, I have had enough, what else can you show me?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They’d probably put my head in a guillotine
But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only
Thank you
Well , what's...what's the time, we have to run. (Hahahaha)