Song | Red Weed, Pt. 1 |
Artist | Jeff Wayne |
Album | The War of the Worlds |
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作曲 : Wayne | |
Journalist: | |
Next day, the dawn was a brilliant, fiery red and I wander through the weird and lurid landscape of another planet: for the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth. As Man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the Red Weed. | |
Wherever there was a stream, the Red Weed clung and grew with frightening voraciousness, its claw-like fronds choking the movement of the water; and then it began to creep like a slimy red animal across the land, covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers, crawling! crawling! | |
I suddenly noticed the body of a Parson, lying on the ground in a ruined churchyard. I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the Red Weed and decided to bury him decently. | |
Beth: | |
Nathaniel! Nathaniel! | |
Journalist: | |
The Parson\'s eyes flickered open. He was alive! | |
Beth: | |
Nathaniel! I saw the church burst into flame! Are you all right? | |
Parson: | |
Don\'t touch me! | |
Beth: | |
But it\'s me-Beth. Your wife. | |
Parson: | |
No. You\'re one of them. A devil! | |
Beth: | |
(to JOURNALIST) He\'s delirious! | |
Parson: | |
Lies! I saw the devil\'s sign. | |
Beth: | |
What are you saying? | |
Parson: | |
The green flash in the sky. His demons were here all along-in our hearts and souls-just waiting for a sign from him. And now they\'re destroying our world. | |
Beth: | |
But they\'re not devils-they\'re Martians. | |
Journalist: | |
We must leave here. | |
Beth: | |
Look! A house still standing! Come, Nathaniel, quickly! | |
Journalist: | |
We took shelter in a cottage and Black Smoke spread, hemming us in. Then a Fighting Machine came across the fields, spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust. | |
Martians: | |
Ulla! | |
Beth: | |
Dear God-help us! | |
Parson: | |
The voice of the devil is heard in our land! |
zuo qu : Wayne | |
Journalist: | |
Next day, the dawn was a brilliant, fiery red and I wander through the weird and lurid landscape of another planet: for the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth. As Man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the Red Weed. | |
Wherever there was a stream, the Red Weed clung and grew with frightening voraciousness, its clawlike fronds choking the movement of the water and then it began to creep like a slimy red animal across the land, covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers, crawling! crawling! | |
I suddenly noticed the body of a Parson, lying on the ground in a ruined churchyard. I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the Red Weed and decided to bury him decently. | |
Beth: | |
Nathaniel! Nathaniel! | |
Journalist: | |
The Parson' s eyes flickered open. He was alive! | |
Beth: | |
Nathaniel! I saw the church burst into flame! Are you all right? | |
Parson: | |
Don' t touch me! | |
Beth: | |
But it' s meBeth. Your wife. | |
Parson: | |
No. You' re one of them. A devil! | |
Beth: | |
to JOURNALIST He' s delirious! | |
Parson: | |
Lies! I saw the devil' s sign. | |
Beth: | |
What are you saying? | |
Parson: | |
The green flash in the sky. His demons were here all alongin our hearts and soulsjust waiting for a sign from him. And now they' re destroying our world. | |
Beth: | |
But they' re not devilsthey' re Martians. | |
Journalist: | |
We must leave here. | |
Beth: | |
Look! A house still standing! Come, Nathaniel, quickly! | |
Journalist: | |
We took shelter in a cottage and Black Smoke spread, hemming us in. Then a Fighting Machine came across the fields, spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust. | |
Martians: | |
Ulla! | |
Beth: | |
Dear Godhelp us! | |
Parson: | |
The voice of the devil is heard in our land! |
zuò qǔ : Wayne | |
Journalist: | |
Next day, the dawn was a brilliant, fiery red and I wander through the weird and lurid landscape of another planet: for the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth. As Man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the Red Weed. | |
Wherever there was a stream, the Red Weed clung and grew with frightening voraciousness, its clawlike fronds choking the movement of the water and then it began to creep like a slimy red animal across the land, covering field and ditch and tree and hedgerow with living scarlet feelers, crawling! crawling! | |
I suddenly noticed the body of a Parson, lying on the ground in a ruined churchyard. I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the Red Weed and decided to bury him decently. | |
Beth: | |
Nathaniel! Nathaniel! | |
Journalist: | |
The Parson' s eyes flickered open. He was alive! | |
Beth: | |
Nathaniel! I saw the church burst into flame! Are you all right? | |
Parson: | |
Don' t touch me! | |
Beth: | |
But it' s meBeth. Your wife. | |
Parson: | |
No. You' re one of them. A devil! | |
Beth: | |
to JOURNALIST He' s delirious! | |
Parson: | |
Lies! I saw the devil' s sign. | |
Beth: | |
What are you saying? | |
Parson: | |
The green flash in the sky. His demons were here all alongin our hearts and soulsjust waiting for a sign from him. And now they' re destroying our world. | |
Beth: | |
But they' re not devilsthey' re Martians. | |
Journalist: | |
We must leave here. | |
Beth: | |
Look! A house still standing! Come, Nathaniel, quickly! | |
Journalist: | |
We took shelter in a cottage and Black Smoke spread, hemming us in. Then a Fighting Machine came across the fields, spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust. | |
Martians: | |
Ulla! | |
Beth: | |
Dear Godhelp us! | |
Parson: | |
The voice of the devil is heard in our land! |