Song | Birdland (Live) |
Artist | Patti Smith |
Album | Horses |
作词 : Kaye, Kral, Smith, Sohl | |
His father died and left him a little farm in New England. | |
All the long black funeral cars left the scene | |
And the boy was just standing there alone | |
Looking at the shiny red tractor | |
Him and his daddy used to sit inside | |
And circle the blue fields and grease the night. | |
It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars | |
'Cause when he looked up they started to slip. | |
Then he put his head in the crux of his arm | |
And he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship, | |
Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it | |
And saw his daddy 'hind the control board streamin' beads of light, | |
He saw his daddy 'hind the control board, | |
And he was very different tonight | |
'Cause he was not human, he was not human. | |
And then the little boy's face lit up with such naked joy | |
That the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns, | |
White lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly | |
And he looked around and there was no black ship in sight, | |
No black funeral cars, nothing except for him the raven | |
And fell on his knees and looked up and cried out, | |
"No, daddy, don't leave me here alone, | |
Take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship, | |
Let the ship slide open and I'll go inside of it | |
Where you're not human, you are not human." | |
But nobody heard the boy's cry of alarm. | |
Nobody there 'cept for the birds around the New England farm | |
And they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered | |
And they were like compass grass coming together | |
Into the head of a shaman bouquet | |
Slit in his nose and all the others went shooting | |
And he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of Blake | |
Grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck, | |
All his limbs, everything was twisted and he said, | |
"I won't give up, won't give up, don't let me give up, | |
I won't give up, come here, let me go up fast, | |
Take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship | |
And the ship slides open and I go inside of it where I am not human." | |
I am helium raven and this movie is mine, | |
So he cried out as he stretched the sky, | |
Pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am I all alone in this generation ? | |
We'll just be dreaming of animation night and day | |
And won't let up, won't let up and I see them coming in, | |
Oh, I couldn't hear them before, but I hear 'em now, | |
It's a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights | |
Moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them, | |
And he put up his hands and he said, "It's me, it's me, | |
I'll give you my eyes, take me up, oh now please take me up, | |
I'm helium raven waitin' for you, please take me up, | |
Don't let me here," the son, the sign, the cross, | |
Like the shape of a tortured woman, | |
The true shape of a tortured woman, | |
The mother standing in the doorway letting her sons | |
No longer presidents but prophets | |
They're all dreaming they're gonna bear the prophet, | |
He's gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation | |
It's all gonna split his skull | |
It's gonna come out like a black bouquet shining | |
Like a fist that's gonna shoot them up | |
Like light, like Mohammed Boxer | |
Take them up up up up up up | |
Oh, let's go up, up, take me up, I'll go up, | |
I'm going up, I'm going up | |
Take me up, I'm going up, I'll go up there | |
Go up go up go up go up up up up up up up | |
Up, up to the belly of a ship. | |
Let the ship slide open and we'll go inside of it | |
Where we are not human, we're not human. | |
Well, there was sand, there were tiles, | |
The sun had melted the sand and it coagulated | |
Like a river of glass | |
When it hardened he looked at the surface | |
He saw his face | |
And where there were eyes were just two white opals, | |
Two white opals, | |
Where there were eyes there were just two white opals | |
And he looked up and the rays shot | |
And he saw raven comin' in | |
And he crawled on his back and he went up | |
Up up up up up up | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
We like birdland. |
zuò cí : Kaye, Kral, Smith, Sohl | |
His father died and left him a little farm in New England. | |
All the long black funeral cars left the scene | |
And the boy was just standing there alone | |
Looking at the shiny red tractor | |
Him and his daddy used to sit inside | |
And circle the blue fields and grease the night. | |
It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars | |
' Cause when he looked up they started to slip. | |
Then he put his head in the crux of his arm | |
And he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship, | |
Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it | |
And saw his daddy ' hind the control board streamin' beads of light, | |
He saw his daddy ' hind the control board, | |
And he was very different tonight | |
' Cause he was not human, he was not human. | |
And then the little boy' s face lit up with such naked joy | |
That the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns, | |
White lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly | |
And he looked around and there was no black ship in sight, | |
No black funeral cars, nothing except for him the raven | |
And fell on his knees and looked up and cried out, | |
" No, daddy, don' t leave me here alone, | |
Take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship, | |
Let the ship slide open and I' ll go inside of it | |
Where you' re not human, you are not human." | |
But nobody heard the boy' s cry of alarm. | |
Nobody there ' cept for the birds around the New England farm | |
And they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered | |
And they were like compass grass coming together | |
Into the head of a shaman bouquet | |
Slit in his nose and all the others went shooting | |
And he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of Blake | |
Grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck, | |
All his limbs, everything was twisted and he said, | |
" I won' t give up, won' t give up, don' t let me give up, | |
I won' t give up, come here, let me go up fast, | |
Take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship | |
And the ship slides open and I go inside of it where I am not human." | |
I am helium raven and this movie is mine, | |
So he cried out as he stretched the sky, | |
Pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am I all alone in this generation ? | |
We' ll just be dreaming of animation night and day | |
And won' t let up, won' t let up and I see them coming in, | |
Oh, I couldn' t hear them before, but I hear ' em now, | |
It' s a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights | |
Moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them, | |
And he put up his hands and he said, " It' s me, it' s me, | |
I' ll give you my eyes, take me up, oh now please take me up, | |
I' m helium raven waitin' for you, please take me up, | |
Don' t let me here," the son, the sign, the cross, | |
Like the shape of a tortured woman, | |
The true shape of a tortured woman, | |
The mother standing in the doorway letting her sons | |
No longer presidents but prophets | |
They' re all dreaming they' re gonna bear the prophet, | |
He' s gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation | |
It' s all gonna split his skull | |
It' s gonna come out like a black bouquet shining | |
Like a fist that' s gonna shoot them up | |
Like light, like Mohammed Boxer | |
Take them up up up up up up | |
Oh, let' s go up, up, take me up, I' ll go up, | |
I' m going up, I' m going up | |
Take me up, I' m going up, I' ll go up there | |
Go up go up go up go up up up up up up up | |
Up, up to the belly of a ship. | |
Let the ship slide open and we' ll go inside of it | |
Where we are not human, we' re not human. | |
Well, there was sand, there were tiles, | |
The sun had melted the sand and it coagulated | |
Like a river of glass | |
When it hardened he looked at the surface | |
He saw his face | |
And where there were eyes were just two white opals, | |
Two white opals, | |
Where there were eyes there were just two white opals | |
And he looked up and the rays shot | |
And he saw raven comin' in | |
And he crawled on his back and he went up | |
Up up up up up up | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, | |
We like birdland. |