The Ghosts of Alexandria
- 所属专辑：The General Strike
- 艺人：Anti-Flag
The Ghosts of Alexandria
亚历山大的鬼魂
He was the poster child of miserable
他是悲惨的典型
He was in love with colored boy
他和一个有色人种男孩相爱了
No chance for hope in a land of servitude.
在一个奴役之地根本没有机会和希望
And now the ghosts of Alexandria
哦 亚历山大的鬼魂
Hang in the halls like the boys on the oak
悬挂在大厅里就像橡树上的一个男孩
To remind us that we’re only 13 knots away
提醒我们重复我们的错误
From repeating our mistakes
只有13节那么远
No one can see on the inside
在那里面没人能看见
No one can hear on the outside
在那外面没人能听见
No one will speak the name to blame
没人说起该责备谁
The dead sing
死者在唱歌
Its not over.
还没结束呢
She was poster child of ritual
她是仪式的典型
She was in love with the U.S.A.
她和美国相爱了
She was from some place but she could not tell us where
她是来自一个她不告诉我们的一个地方
And now the ghosts of Alexandria
哦 亚历山大的鬼魂
Labor the field like amber waves of grain
劳动现场像琥珀波浪的谷物
To remind us that we are only a minimum wage away
提醒我们只是最低工资
A bowl of rice a day
一天一碗米饭
From repeating our mistakes
Its not over.
No one can see on the inside
No one can hear on the outside
No one will speak the name to blame
The dead sing
And we watched the summer turn to the Autumn of Glory.
我们看着夏天走了，荣耀的秋天来了
亚历山大的鬼魂
He was the poster child of miserable
他是悲惨的典型
He was in love with colored boy
他和一个有色人种男孩相爱了
No chance for hope in a land of servitude.
在一个奴役之地根本没有机会和希望
And now the ghosts of Alexandria
哦 亚历山大的鬼魂
Hang in the halls like the boys on the oak
悬挂在大厅里就像橡树上的一个男孩
To remind us that we’re only 13 knots away
提醒我们重复我们的错误
From repeating our mistakes
只有13节那么远
No one can see on the inside
在那里面没人能看见
No one can hear on the outside
在那外面没人能听见
No one will speak the name to blame
没人说起该责备谁
The dead sing
死者在唱歌
Its not over.
还没结束呢
She was poster child of ritual
她是仪式的典型
She was in love with the U.S.A.
她和美国相爱了
She was from some place but she could not tell us where
她是来自一个她不告诉我们的一个地方
And now the ghosts of Alexandria
哦 亚历山大的鬼魂
Labor the field like amber waves of grain
劳动现场像琥珀波浪的谷物
To remind us that we are only a minimum wage away
提醒我们只是最低工资
A bowl of rice a day
一天一碗米饭
From repeating our mistakes
Its not over.
No one can see on the inside
No one can hear on the outside
No one will speak the name to blame
The dead sing
And we watched the summer turn to the Autumn of Glory.
我们看着夏天走了，荣耀的秋天来了