The Bardo Lyrics
| Song | The Bardo |
| Artist | Laurie Anderson |
| Album | Heart of a Dog |
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| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Laurie Anderson |
| [00:11.070] | After death, according to the Tibetan Book of the Dead, |
| [00:14.262] | all creatures then spend 49 days in the Bardo. |
| [00:18.409] | And the Bardo isn't a place – |
| [00:22.531] | it's more like a process, that lasts 49 days, as the mind dissolves. |
| [00:29.599] | And, as the Tibetans believe, the consciousness – |
| [00:32.773] | or let's say the energy – prepares to take another life form. |
| [00:38.017] | Bleep. Bleep. |
| [00:43.052] | All goes to darkness. |
| [00:45.371] | And the next thing you see is your next life. |
| [00:49.149] | A slow awakening to this world, or another world. |
| [00:58.587] | Now you are in another form. |
| [01:01.470] | Without a body. |
| [01:09.119] | Recognise this. |
| [01:23.015] | The cities. The mountains. |
| [01:25.277] | The rooms. The trees. The trains. |
| [01:32.121] | Optical illusions. |
| [01:37.982] | Not there. Like dreams made of nothing. |
| [01:46.882] | Things you love, just living things, move with a different speed. |
| [01:52.706] | They disappear. |
| [01:54.469] | Echo. Repeat. |
| [02:02.833] | (...a different speed...) |
| [02:09.465] | Anger, turned to liberation. |
| [02:14.314] | Earth into water. Water into fire. |
| [02:19.270] | Fire into air. Air into consciousness. |
| [02:46.688] | The many days of silence, and loneliness. |
| [02:57.907] | You are not alone in leaving this world |
| [03:03.436] | At first you don't realise you're dead, |
| [03:06.829] | but continue doing things you used to do. |
| [03:08.884] | Looking for things you've lost. |
| [03:14.790] | Your mind overwhelmed by memories. And plans. |
| [03:19.520] | What am I? What am I? |
| [03:26.704] | (...looking for your food bowl and wondering where...) |
| [03:30.942] | Recognise this |
| [03:37.001] | The monkey mind, my teacher calls it. |
| [03:39.917] | Dissolving like moonlight in a cloudless sky |
| [03:49.583] | Recognise this |
| [03:54.309] | You can move through walls |
| [04:07.997] | Recognise this, as the play of your own mind |
| [04:24.290] | Leave attachment to the things you left |
| [04:30.592] | Could I have done this? |
| [04:33.216] | Could I have said this? |
| [04:38.887] | (...get some good food and bring her home...) |
| [04:46.479] | The long ago fears of childhood. |
| [04:56.358] | No solid self. |
| [05:00.845] | The longing after your own happiness. (...own happiness...) |
| [05:04.511] | The longing after your own happiness. (...own happiness...) |
| [05:10.921] | Trapped in your thought flow. |
| [05:18.503] | Wake up. Wake up. |
| [05:31.621] | Clocks have stopped. |
| [05:46.615] | Once you wore that. Once you did that. |
| [05:53.972] | Everything you knew about time, slipping, repeating... |
| [05:59.227] | Do not be afraid . |
| [06:23.317] | Like all mornings, |
| [06:29.844] | (...just as you say...) |
| [06:35.306] | Recognise this. |
| [06:41.286] | Leave behind aggression. |
| [06:44.994] | Leave behind passion. |
| [07:16.927] | Recognise this. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Laurie Anderson |
| [00:11.070] | After death, according to the Tibetan Book of the Dead, |
| [00:14.262] | all creatures then spend 49 days in the Bardo. |
| [00:18.409] | And the Bardo isn' t a place |
| [00:22.531] | it' s more like a process, that lasts 49 days, as the mind dissolves. |
| [00:29.599] | And, as the Tibetans believe, the consciousness |
| [00:32.773] | or let' s say the energy prepares to take another life form. |
| [00:38.017] | Bleep. Bleep. |
| [00:43.052] | All goes to darkness. |
| [00:45.371] | And the next thing you see is your next life. |
| [00:49.149] | A slow awakening to this world, or another world. |
| [00:58.587] | Now you are in another form. |
| [01:01.470] | Without a body. |
| [01:09.119] | Recognise this. |
| [01:23.015] | The cities. The mountains. |
| [01:25.277] | The rooms. The trees. The trains. |
| [01:32.121] | Optical illusions. |
| [01:37.982] | Not there. Like dreams made of nothing. |
| [01:46.882] | Things you love, just living things, move with a different speed. |
| [01:52.706] | They disappear. |
| [01:54.469] | Echo. Repeat. |
| [02:02.833] | ... a different speed... |
| [02:09.465] | Anger, turned to liberation. |
| [02:14.314] | Earth into water. Water into fire. |
| [02:19.270] | Fire into air. Air into consciousness. |
| [02:46.688] | The many days of silence, and loneliness. |
| [02:57.907] | You are not alone in leaving this world |
| [03:03.436] | At first you don' t realise you' re dead, |
| [03:06.829] | but continue doing things you used to do. |
| [03:08.884] | Looking for things you' ve lost. |
| [03:14.790] | Your mind overwhelmed by memories. And plans. |
| [03:19.520] | What am I? What am I? |
| [03:26.704] | ... looking for your food bowl and wondering where... |
| [03:30.942] | Recognise this |
| [03:37.001] | The monkey mind, my teacher calls it. |
| [03:39.917] | Dissolving like moonlight in a cloudless sky |
| [03:49.583] | Recognise this |
| [03:54.309] | You can move through walls |
| [04:07.997] | Recognise this, as the play of your own mind |
| [04:24.290] | Leave attachment to the things you left |
| [04:30.592] | Could I have done this? |
| [04:33.216] | Could I have said this? |
| [04:38.887] | ... get some good food and bring her home... |
| [04:46.479] | The long ago fears of childhood. |
| [04:56.358] | No solid self. |
| [05:00.845] | The longing after your own happiness. ... own happiness... |
| [05:04.511] | The longing after your own happiness. ... own happiness... |
| [05:10.921] | Trapped in your thought flow. |
| [05:18.503] | Wake up. Wake up. |
| [05:31.621] | Clocks have stopped. |
| [05:46.615] | Once you wore that. Once you did that. |
| [05:53.972] | Everything you knew about time, slipping, repeating... |
| [05:59.227] | Do not be afraid . |
| [06:23.317] | Like all mornings, |
| [06:29.844] | ... just as you say... |
| [06:35.306] | Recognise this. |
| [06:41.286] | Leave behind aggression. |
| [06:44.994] | Leave behind passion. |
| [07:16.927] | Recognise this. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Laurie Anderson |
| [00:11.070] | After death, according to the Tibetan Book of the Dead, |
| [00:14.262] | all creatures then spend 49 days in the Bardo. |
| [00:18.409] | And the Bardo isn' t a place |
| [00:22.531] | it' s more like a process, that lasts 49 days, as the mind dissolves. |
| [00:29.599] | And, as the Tibetans believe, the consciousness |
| [00:32.773] | or let' s say the energy prepares to take another life form. |
| [00:38.017] | Bleep. Bleep. |
| [00:43.052] | All goes to darkness. |
| [00:45.371] | And the next thing you see is your next life. |
| [00:49.149] | A slow awakening to this world, or another world. |
| [00:58.587] | Now you are in another form. |
| [01:01.470] | Without a body. |
| [01:09.119] | Recognise this. |
| [01:23.015] | The cities. The mountains. |
| [01:25.277] | The rooms. The trees. The trains. |
| [01:32.121] | Optical illusions. |
| [01:37.982] | Not there. Like dreams made of nothing. |
| [01:46.882] | Things you love, just living things, move with a different speed. |
| [01:52.706] | They disappear. |
| [01:54.469] | Echo. Repeat. |
| [02:02.833] | ... a different speed... |
| [02:09.465] | Anger, turned to liberation. |
| [02:14.314] | Earth into water. Water into fire. |
| [02:19.270] | Fire into air. Air into consciousness. |
| [02:46.688] | The many days of silence, and loneliness. |
| [02:57.907] | You are not alone in leaving this world |
| [03:03.436] | At first you don' t realise you' re dead, |
| [03:06.829] | but continue doing things you used to do. |
| [03:08.884] | Looking for things you' ve lost. |
| [03:14.790] | Your mind overwhelmed by memories. And plans. |
| [03:19.520] | What am I? What am I? |
| [03:26.704] | ... looking for your food bowl and wondering where... |
| [03:30.942] | Recognise this |
| [03:37.001] | The monkey mind, my teacher calls it. |
| [03:39.917] | Dissolving like moonlight in a cloudless sky |
| [03:49.583] | Recognise this |
| [03:54.309] | You can move through walls |
| [04:07.997] | Recognise this, as the play of your own mind |
| [04:24.290] | Leave attachment to the things you left |
| [04:30.592] | Could I have done this? |
| [04:33.216] | Could I have said this? |
| [04:38.887] | ... get some good food and bring her home... |
| [04:46.479] | The long ago fears of childhood. |
| [04:56.358] | No solid self. |
| [05:00.845] | The longing after your own happiness. ... own happiness... |
| [05:04.511] | The longing after your own happiness. ... own happiness... |
| [05:10.921] | Trapped in your thought flow. |
| [05:18.503] | Wake up. Wake up. |
| [05:31.621] | Clocks have stopped. |
| [05:46.615] | Once you wore that. Once you did that. |
| [05:53.972] | Everything you knew about time, slipping, repeating... |
| [05:59.227] | Do not be afraid . |
| [06:23.317] | Like all mornings, |
| [06:29.844] | ... just as you say... |
| [06:35.306] | Recognise this. |
| [06:41.286] | Leave behind aggression. |
| [06:44.994] | Leave behind passion. |
| [07:16.927] | Recognise this. |
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