Song | Holy Man on Malibu Bus Number Three |
Artist | Dory Previn |
Album | Mary C. Brown And The Hollywood Sign |
作曲 : Previn | |
When i was two years old | |
In my mother's arms | |
On the malibu bus number three | |
A holy man laid his hand on my head | |
And said i see i see i see | |
This here child | |
She's got two diff'rent eyes | |
One is dark and one is light | |
One looks out at the morning | |
One looks in at the night | |
Some see smiles or some see tears | |
Some see sun or some see rain | |
But the child who sees both at once | |
Is the child who is destined for pain | |
I was just two at the time | |
But i remember him well | |
When i am lost and lonely | |
I look for him in religious books | |
To find his face again | |
To find his face again | |
Perhaps i will some time | |
He was hungry | |
And asked for a quarter | |
He was so hungry | |
And asked for a quarter | |
My mother gave him a dime | |
He blessed her generous contribution | |
And then he headed for the door | |
And he said i got to transfer now | |
To the bus | |
The bus number four | |
I been down to the depot | |
To look for number four | |
The station master shook his head | |
And said four don't run no more no more no more | |
I ride the malibu bus almost every day | |
But no one's seen or heard of him | |
No one's seen or heard of him | |
(my mother died last may) | |
He had the nicest smile | |
Just like a silver star | |
It lit up malibu bus number three | |
But i don't have two diff'rent eyes | |
As far as i can see | |
The right one looks with the body | |
The left one sees with the soul | |
That was the very last thing | |
I heard him say | |
Before he took his transfer | |
And was on his way | |
He crossed the road to number four | |
But number four didn't run any more | |
I don't understand | |
Sometimes i think he was yellow | |
Sometimes i think he was tan | |
And sometimes i think he was a woman | |
A woman dressed as a man | |
And though he was old and ancient | |
And i was less than three | |
Would you laugh | |
If i should mention | |
Sometimes | |
I think | |
He was me | |
I don't understand |
zuò qǔ : Previn | |
When i was two years old | |
In my mother' s arms | |
On the malibu bus number three | |
A holy man laid his hand on my head | |
And said i see i see i see | |
This here child | |
She' s got two diff' rent eyes | |
One is dark and one is light | |
One looks out at the morning | |
One looks in at the night | |
Some see smiles or some see tears | |
Some see sun or some see rain | |
But the child who sees both at once | |
Is the child who is destined for pain | |
I was just two at the time | |
But i remember him well | |
When i am lost and lonely | |
I look for him in religious books | |
To find his face again | |
To find his face again | |
Perhaps i will some time | |
He was hungry | |
And asked for a quarter | |
He was so hungry | |
And asked for a quarter | |
My mother gave him a dime | |
He blessed her generous contribution | |
And then he headed for the door | |
And he said i got to transfer now | |
To the bus | |
The bus number four | |
I been down to the depot | |
To look for number four | |
The station master shook his head | |
And said four don' t run no more no more no more | |
I ride the malibu bus almost every day | |
But no one' s seen or heard of him | |
No one' s seen or heard of him | |
my mother died last may | |
He had the nicest smile | |
Just like a silver star | |
It lit up malibu bus number three | |
But i don' t have two diff' rent eyes | |
As far as i can see | |
The right one looks with the body | |
The left one sees with the soul | |
That was the very last thing | |
I heard him say | |
Before he took his transfer | |
And was on his way | |
He crossed the road to number four | |
But number four didn' t run any more | |
I don' t understand | |
Sometimes i think he was yellow | |
Sometimes i think he was tan | |
And sometimes i think he was a woman | |
A woman dressed as a man | |
And though he was old and ancient | |
And i was less than three | |
Would you laugh | |
If i should mention | |
Sometimes | |
I think | |
He was me | |
I don' t understand |