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- John Prine Sam Stone 歌词
- John Prine
- Sam stone came home
山姆·斯通回家了
To his wife and family
见到了老婆孩子
After serving in the conflict overseas
之前一直在海外服役
And the time that he served
服役的那段时间
Had shattered all his nerves
身边的炮弹震碎了他所有的神经
And left a little shrapnel in his knee
还在他膝盖里留下了一点弹片
But the morphine eased the pain
吗啡倒是能缓疼痛
And the grass grew round his brain
他趴在一堆绿草里
And gave him all the confidence he lacked
那些玩意儿给了他信心
With a purple heart and a monkey on his back
飘荡着紫雾的心，任凭雨林的猴子爬在背上
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
爸爸的手臂留下一个弹孔，花了家里所有的钱
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose
我想耶稣基督是白白牺牲了
Little pitchers have big ears
小小的存钱罐有个大提手
Don't stop to count the years
这样的日子什么时候是个头
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
收音机坏了，再好听的歌也不会放太久
Sam stone's welcome home
人们都欢迎老兵山姆·斯通回家
Didn't last too long
可没过多久
He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
花光钱只好去找个活干
And Sammy took to stealing when he got that empty feeling
山姆感到空虚时就去偷东西
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime
一百美元才能吸一口，加班费根本不够
And the gold rolled through his veins
金钱开始在他的血液里流淌
Like a thousand railroad trains
就像一千列火车
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose
每天都要呆上几个小时让大脑不要紧张
While the kids ran around wearing other peoples' clothes
孩子们穿着别人的旧衣服跑来跑去
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
爸爸的手臂留下一个弹孔，花了家里所有的钱
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose
耶稣基督死得毫无意义
Little pitchers have big ears
没钱的存钱罐有个大提手
Don't stop to count the years
艰难度日
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
收音机坏了，再好听的歌也不会放太久
Sam stone was alone
萨姆·斯通独自一人
When he popped his last balloon
当他吹破最后一个气球时
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
踩着椅子翻过墙
Well he played his last request
他提出了最后一个请求
While the room smelled just like death
房间里弥漫着死亡的气息
With an overdose hovering in the air
过量的迷幻品在空中盘旋
But life had lost its fun
生活早已失去了乐趣
And there was nothing to be done
做什么都没有意义
But trade his house that he bought on the G I bill
可他还是用在美国特种部队法案上买的房子
For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill
换了一个盖着国旗的棺材，将自己放在当地的英雄山上
There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
爸爸的手臂留下一个弹孔，花了家里所有的钱
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose
耶稣基督的死并没有拯救人世
Little pitchers have big ears
小小的存钱罐有个大提手
Don't stop to count the years
日子越来越难
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios
收音机坏了，再好听的歌也不会放太久
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