Kral Majales Lyrics
| Song | Kral Majales |
| Artist | Allen Ginsberg |
| Album | Lion for Real |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Bingham, Ginsberg |
| [00:00.474] | And the Communists have nothing to offer but fat cheeks and eyeglasses and lying policemen |
| [00:16.323] | and the Capitalists proffer Napalm and money in green suitcases to the Naked, |
| [00:22.771] | and the Communists create heavy industry but the heart is also heavy |
| [00:26.438] | and the beautiful engineers are all dead, |
| [00:30.990] | the secret technicians conspire for their own glamour |
| [00:34.062] | in the Future, in the Future, |
| [00:38.724] | but now drink vodka and lament the Security Forces, |
| [00:45.221] | and the Capitalists drink gin and whiskey on airplanes but let Indian brown |
| [00:47.054] | millions starve |
| [00:53.071] | and when Communist and Capitalist assholes tangle the Just man is arrested |
| [00:55.802] | or robbed or has his head cut off, |
| [01:02.421] | but not like Kabir, and the cigarette cough of the Just man above the clouds |
| [01:07.536] | in the bright sunshine is a salute to the health of the blue sky. |
| [01:13.836] | For I was arrested thrice in Prague, once for singing drunk on Narodni |
| [01:14.450] | street, |
| [01:19.084] | once knocked down on the midnight pavement by a mustached agent who |
| [01:21.135] | screamed out BOUZERANT, |
| [01:28.201] | once for losing my notebooks of unusual sex politics dream opinions, |
| [01:33.268] | and I was sent from Havana by planes by detectives in green uniform, |
| [01:39.067] | and I was sent from Prague by plane by detectives in Czechoslovakian business suits, |
| [01:46.234] | Cardplayers out of Cezanne, the two strange dolls that entered Joseph K's room at morn |
| [01:51.247] | also entered mine and ate at my table, and examined my scribbles, |
| [01:58.995] | and followed me night and morn from the houses of the lovers to the cafes of Centrum - |
| [02:04.945] | And I am the King of May, which is the power of sexual youth, |
| [02:20.546] | and I am the King of May, which is long hair of Adam and Beard of my own body |
| [02:28.116] | and I am the King of May, which is Kral Majales in the Czechoslovakian tongue, |
| [02:38.561] | and I am the King of May, which is old Human poesy, and 100,000 people chose my name, |
| [02:44.742] | and I am the King of May, and in a few minutes I will land at London Airport, |
| [02:53.324] | and I am the King of May, naturally, for I am of Slavic parentage and a Buddhist Jew |
| [03:01.823] | who whorships the Sacred Heart of Christ the blue body of Krishna the straight back of Ram |
| [03:11.373] | the beads of Chango the Nigerian singing Shiva Shiva in a manner which I have invented, |
| [03:15.428] | and the King of May is a middleeuropean honor, |
| [03:21.163] | mine in the XX century despite space ships and the Time Machine, |
| [03:29.089] | because I have heard the voice of Blake in a vision and repeat that voice. |
| [03:36.073] | And I am the King of May that sleeps with teenagers laughing. |
| [03:43.105] | And I am the King of May, that I may be expelled from my Kingdom with Honor, as of old, |
| [03:52.505] | To show the difference between Caesar's Kingdom and the Kingdom of the May of Man - |
| [04:06.784] and I am the King of May，for the kingdom of may is too beautiful to last for more than a month[04:09.854] | and I am the King of May |
| [04:21.682] | and I am the King of May, in a giant jetplane touching Albion's airfield trembling in fear |
| [04:28.484] | as the plane roars to a landing on the gray concrete, shakes & expels air, |
| [04:37.864] | and rolls slowly to a stop under the clouds with part of blue heaven still visible. |
| [04:46.632] | And tho' I am the King of May, the Marxists have beat me upon the street, |
| [04:53.280] | kept me up all night in Police Station, followed me thru Springtime Prague, |
| [04:59.812] | detained me in secret and deported me from our kingdom by airplane. |
| [05:08.280] | This I have written this poem on a jet seat in mid Heaven. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Bingham, Ginsberg |
| [00:00.474] | And the Communists have nothing to offer but fat cheeks and eyeglasses and lying policemen |
| [00:16.323] | and the Capitalists proffer Napalm and money in green suitcases to the Naked, |
| [00:22.771] | and the Communists create heavy industry but the heart is also heavy |
| [00:26.438] | and the beautiful engineers are all dead, |
| [00:30.990] | the secret technicians conspire for their own glamour |
| [00:34.062] | in the Future, in the Future, |
| [00:38.724] | but now drink vodka and lament the Security Forces, |
| [00:45.221] | and the Capitalists drink gin and whiskey on airplanes but let Indian brown |
| [00:47.054] | millions starve |
| [00:53.071] | and when Communist and Capitalist assholes tangle the Just man is arrested |
| [00:55.802] | or robbed or has his head cut off, |
| [01:02.421] | but not like Kabir, and the cigarette cough of the Just man above the clouds |
| [01:07.536] | in the bright sunshine is a salute to the health of the blue sky. |
| [01:13.836] | For I was arrested thrice in Prague, once for singing drunk on Narodni |
| [01:14.450] | street, |
| [01:19.084] | once knocked down on the midnight pavement by a mustached agent who |
| [01:21.135] | screamed out BOUZERANT, |
| [01:28.201] | once for losing my notebooks of unusual sex politics dream opinions, |
| [01:33.268] | and I was sent from Havana by planes by detectives in green uniform, |
| [01:39.067] | and I was sent from Prague by plane by detectives in Czechoslovakian business suits, |
| [01:46.234] | Cardplayers out of Cezanne, the two strange dolls that entered Joseph K' s room at morn |
| [01:51.247] | also entered mine and ate at my table, and examined my scribbles, |
| [01:58.995] | and followed me night and morn from the houses of the lovers to the cafes of Centrum |
| [02:04.945] | And I am the King of May, which is the power of sexual youth, |
| [02:20.546] | and I am the King of May, which is long hair of Adam and Beard of my own body |
| [02:28.116] | and I am the King of May, which is Kral Majales in the Czechoslovakian tongue, |
| [02:38.561] | and I am the King of May, which is old Human poesy, and 100, 000 people chose my name, |
| [02:44.742] | and I am the King of May, and in a few minutes I will land at London Airport, |
| [02:53.324] | and I am the King of May, naturally, for I am of Slavic parentage and a Buddhist Jew |
| [03:01.823] | who whorships the Sacred Heart of Christ the blue body of Krishna the straight back of Ram |
| [03:11.373] | the beads of Chango the Nigerian singing Shiva Shiva in a manner which I have invented, |
| [03:15.428] | and the King of May is a middleeuropean honor, |
| [03:21.163] | mine in the XX century despite space ships and the Time Machine, |
| [03:29.089] | because I have heard the voice of Blake in a vision and repeat that voice. |
| [03:36.073] | And I am the King of May that sleeps with teenagers laughing. |
| [03:43.105] | And I am the King of May, that I may be expelled from my Kingdom with Honor, as of old, |
| [03:52.505] | To show the difference between Caesar' s Kingdom and the Kingdom of the May of Man |
| [04:06.784] and I am the King of May，for the kingdom of may is too beautiful to last for more than a month[04:09.854] | and I am the King of May |
| [04:21.682] | and I am the King of May, in a giant jetplane touching Albion' s airfield trembling in fear |
| [04:28.484] | as the plane roars to a landing on the gray concrete, shakes expels air, |
| [04:37.864] | and rolls slowly to a stop under the clouds with part of blue heaven still visible. |
| [04:46.632] | And tho' I am the King of May, the Marxists have beat me upon the street, |
| [04:53.280] | kept me up all night in Police Station, followed me thru Springtime Prague, |
| [04:59.812] | detained me in secret and deported me from our kingdom by airplane. |
| [05:08.280] | This I have written this poem on a jet seat in mid Heaven. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Bingham, Ginsberg |
| [00:00.474] | And the Communists have nothing to offer but fat cheeks and eyeglasses and lying policemen |
| [00:16.323] | and the Capitalists proffer Napalm and money in green suitcases to the Naked, |
| [00:22.771] | and the Communists create heavy industry but the heart is also heavy |
| [00:26.438] | and the beautiful engineers are all dead, |
| [00:30.990] | the secret technicians conspire for their own glamour |
| [00:34.062] | in the Future, in the Future, |
| [00:38.724] | but now drink vodka and lament the Security Forces, |
| [00:45.221] | and the Capitalists drink gin and whiskey on airplanes but let Indian brown |
| [00:47.054] | millions starve |
| [00:53.071] | and when Communist and Capitalist assholes tangle the Just man is arrested |
| [00:55.802] | or robbed or has his head cut off, |
| [01:02.421] | but not like Kabir, and the cigarette cough of the Just man above the clouds |
| [01:07.536] | in the bright sunshine is a salute to the health of the blue sky. |
| [01:13.836] | For I was arrested thrice in Prague, once for singing drunk on Narodni |
| [01:14.450] | street, |
| [01:19.084] | once knocked down on the midnight pavement by a mustached agent who |
| [01:21.135] | screamed out BOUZERANT, |
| [01:28.201] | once for losing my notebooks of unusual sex politics dream opinions, |
| [01:33.268] | and I was sent from Havana by planes by detectives in green uniform, |
| [01:39.067] | and I was sent from Prague by plane by detectives in Czechoslovakian business suits, |
| [01:46.234] | Cardplayers out of Cezanne, the two strange dolls that entered Joseph K' s room at morn |
| [01:51.247] | also entered mine and ate at my table, and examined my scribbles, |
| [01:58.995] | and followed me night and morn from the houses of the lovers to the cafes of Centrum |
| [02:04.945] | And I am the King of May, which is the power of sexual youth, |
| [02:20.546] | and I am the King of May, which is long hair of Adam and Beard of my own body |
| [02:28.116] | and I am the King of May, which is Kral Majales in the Czechoslovakian tongue, |
| [02:38.561] | and I am the King of May, which is old Human poesy, and 100, 000 people chose my name, |
| [02:44.742] | and I am the King of May, and in a few minutes I will land at London Airport, |
| [02:53.324] | and I am the King of May, naturally, for I am of Slavic parentage and a Buddhist Jew |
| [03:01.823] | who whorships the Sacred Heart of Christ the blue body of Krishna the straight back of Ram |
| [03:11.373] | the beads of Chango the Nigerian singing Shiva Shiva in a manner which I have invented, |
| [03:15.428] | and the King of May is a middleeuropean honor, |
| [03:21.163] | mine in the XX century despite space ships and the Time Machine, |
| [03:29.089] | because I have heard the voice of Blake in a vision and repeat that voice. |
| [03:36.073] | And I am the King of May that sleeps with teenagers laughing. |
| [03:43.105] | And I am the King of May, that I may be expelled from my Kingdom with Honor, as of old, |
| [03:52.505] | To show the difference between Caesar' s Kingdom and the Kingdom of the May of Man |
| [04:06.784] and I am the King of May，for the kingdom of may is too beautiful to last for more than a month[04:09.854] | and I am the King of May |
| [04:21.682] | and I am the King of May, in a giant jetplane touching Albion' s airfield trembling in fear |
| [04:28.484] | as the plane roars to a landing on the gray concrete, shakes expels air, |
| [04:37.864] | and rolls slowly to a stop under the clouds with part of blue heaven still visible. |
| [04:46.632] | And tho' I am the King of May, the Marxists have beat me upon the street, |
| [04:53.280] | kept me up all night in Police Station, followed me thru Springtime Prague, |
| [04:59.812] | detained me in secret and deported me from our kingdom by airplane. |
| [05:08.280] | This I have written this poem on a jet seat in mid Heaven. |
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