Orphans Of Wealth

Song Orphans Of Wealth
Artist Don McLean
Album Tapestry

Lyrics

[00:00.00] 作曲 : McLean
[00:06.06] There is no time to discuss or debate
[00:11.78] What is right what is wrong for our people
[00:17.92] Time has run out for all those who wait
[00:23.92] With bent limbs and minds that are feeble
[00:29.75] And the rain falls
[00:32.95] And blows through their window and the snow falls
[00:38.91] And blows through their door
[00:41.70] And the seasons revolve
[00:44.67] Mid their sounds of starvation
[00:47.87] When the tides rise
[00:51.16] They cover the floor
[00:55.62] They come from the north
[00:58.19] And they come from the south
[01:01.22] And they come from the hills and the valleys
[01:07.52] And they're migrants
[01:10.41] And farmers and miners and humans
[01:13.35] Our census neglected to tally
[01:19.32] And the rain falls
[01:22.50] And blows through their window and the rain falls
[01:28.35] And it blows through their door
[01:31.49] And the seasons revolve
[01:34.06] Mid their sounds of starvation
[01:37.46] When the tides rise
[01:40.37] They cover the floor
[01:45.28] And they´re African Mexican
[01:48.33] Caucasian Indian
[01:51.09] Hungry and hopeless Americans
[01:57.01] The orphans of wealth and of adequate health
[02:02.90] Disowned by this nation they live in
[02:08.90] And with weather worn hands
[02:11.73] On bread lines they stand
[02:14.80] Yet but one more degradation
[02:20.28] And they're treated like tramps
[02:23.38] While we sell them food stamps
[02:26.85] This thriving and prosperous nation
[02:32.40] And the rain falls
[02:35.92] And blows through their window and the snow falls
[02:41.81] And blows through their door
[02:44.69] And the seasons revolve
[02:47.78] Mid their sounds of starvation
[02:51.08] When the tides rise
[02:54.12] They cover the floor
[02:58.58] And with roaches and rickets
[03:01.40] And rats in the thickets
[03:04.47] Infested diseased and decaying
[03:10.47] With rags and no shoes
[03:13.23] And skin sores that ooze
[03:16.61] By the poisonous pools they are playing
[03:22.65] In shacks of two rooms
[03:25.49] That are rotting wood tombs
[03:28.84] With corpses breathing inside them
[03:33.69] And we pity their plight
[03:37.31] As they call in the night
[03:40.24] And we do all that we can do to hide them
[03:48.70] And the rain falls
[03:51.73] And blows through their window
[03:54.33] And the snow falls
[03:57.71] In white drifts that fold and the tides
[04:03.45] Rise with floods in the nursery
[04:06.44] And a child is crying
[04:09.63] He's hungry and cold
[04:12.48] His life has been sold
[04:15.51] His young face looks old
[04:18.32] It's the face of America dying

Pinyin

[00:00.00] zuò qǔ : McLean
[00:06.06] There is no time to discuss or debate
[00:11.78] What is right what is wrong for our people
[00:17.92] Time has run out for all those who wait
[00:23.92] With bent limbs and minds that are feeble
[00:29.75] And the rain falls
[00:32.95] And blows through their window and the snow falls
[00:38.91] And blows through their door
[00:41.70] And the seasons revolve
[00:44.67] Mid their sounds of starvation
[00:47.87] When the tides rise
[00:51.16] They cover the floor
[00:55.62] They come from the north
[00:58.19] And they come from the south
[01:01.22] And they come from the hills and the valleys
[01:07.52] And they' re migrants
[01:10.41] And farmers and miners and humans
[01:13.35] Our census neglected to tally
[01:19.32] And the rain falls
[01:22.50] And blows through their window and the rain falls
[01:28.35] And it blows through their door
[01:31.49] And the seasons revolve
[01:34.06] Mid their sounds of starvation
[01:37.46] When the tides rise
[01:40.37] They cover the floor
[01:45.28] And they re African Mexican
[01:48.33] Caucasian Indian
[01:51.09] Hungry and hopeless Americans
[01:57.01] The orphans of wealth and of adequate health
[02:02.90] Disowned by this nation they live in
[02:08.90] And with weather worn hands
[02:11.73] On bread lines they stand
[02:14.80] Yet but one more degradation
[02:20.28] And they' re treated like tramps
[02:23.38] While we sell them food stamps
[02:26.85] This thriving and prosperous nation
[02:32.40] And the rain falls
[02:35.92] And blows through their window and the snow falls
[02:41.81] And blows through their door
[02:44.69] And the seasons revolve
[02:47.78] Mid their sounds of starvation
[02:51.08] When the tides rise
[02:54.12] They cover the floor
[02:58.58] And with roaches and rickets
[03:01.40] And rats in the thickets
[03:04.47] Infested diseased and decaying
[03:10.47] With rags and no shoes
[03:13.23] And skin sores that ooze
[03:16.61] By the poisonous pools they are playing
[03:22.65] In shacks of two rooms
[03:25.49] That are rotting wood tombs
[03:28.84] With corpses breathing inside them
[03:33.69] And we pity their plight
[03:37.31] As they call in the night
[03:40.24] And we do all that we can do to hide them
[03:48.70] And the rain falls
[03:51.73] And blows through their window
[03:54.33] And the snow falls
[03:57.71] In white drifts that fold and the tides
[04:03.45] Rise with floods in the nursery
[04:06.44] And a child is crying
[04:09.63] He' s hungry and cold
[04:12.48] His life has been sold
[04:15.51] His young face looks old
[04:18.32] It' s the face of America dying