chimes of freedom

Chimes Of Freedom
Artist: Bob Dylan
Album: Another Side Of Bob Dylan
Title: Chimes Of Freedom
Far between sundowns finish an midnights broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An for each an evry underdog soldier in the night
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
In the citys melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin constantly at stake
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobedfaceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an blind, tolling for the mute
Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an cheated by pursuit
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Even though a clouds white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Starry- eyed an laughing as i recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an we watched with one last look
Spellbound an swallowed til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an worse
An for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
自由的鐘聲
翻譯：袁越
太陽已經落山，午夜的鐘聲還未敲響
外面雷聲隆隆，我們躲進了走廊
那雷聲好似威嚴的鐘聲
這自由之鐘把暗夜照亮
照亮了那些真正勇敢的士兵，他們拒絕向人民開槍
照亮了那些流亡的人，他們手無寸鐵走在逃難的路上
這自由的鐘聲為在黑夜中向命運抗爭的鬥士們帶來了希望
此刻我們正凝視著這自由之鐘的光芒
在這個城市火爐般炎熱的夜晚，眼前的景象完全出乎意料
我們躲在牆後，四周的牆壁正越來越緊地把我們環繞
暴雨前那婚禮的鐘聲剛剛還餘音未絕
現在已完全消失在閃電的鐘聲裡，再也聽不到
那鐘聲敲給所有反叛的人，敲給所有的浪子
敲給所有倒霉的人和所有被命運遺忘的男女老少
還有那些被拋棄的人，他們正被綁在火刑柱上忍受煎熬
這自由的鐘聲在我們的耳邊縈繞
巨大而神秘的冰雹正兇猛地砸向地面
好像是老天寫下的一部真正奇妙的詩篇
教堂的鐘聲早已隨風遠去
留下的是洪亮如鐘的雷鳴和閃電
這鐘聲敲給所有和善而友好的人們
敲給那些思想解放的保護人
這鐘聲敲給所有那些過時或者前衛的貧窮的畫家們
這自由的鐘聲一直迴響在我們的耳邊
這閃電把黑夜照得如同大教堂一般明亮
大雨正在對台下所有無名的小人物演講
這鐘聲敲給所有那些不能自由地表達意見的人們
這個世界好像理應如此，多少年都一樣
這鐘聲敲給所有聾啞人和失明的人們
敲給那些被冤枉的人、單身母親和所有落入風塵的姑娘
敲給所有被追捕的犯了輕罪的人，社會已經把他們拋棄
這自由的鐘聲一直在我們耳邊迴響
雖然一絲白雲在天的盡頭顯現
無邊而濃重的迷霧正慢慢消散
那閃電仍然像一支支利劍
射給那些失去自由的人，和無家可歸的流浪漢
這鐘聲敲給那些探索者，他們默默地走在尋找真理的路上
敲給那些孤獨的戀人，他們每個人的故事都不一樣
還有那些被關在監獄中的無辜而善良的靈魂
這自由之鍾正在為我們敲響
回想起來，剛下雨時我們還隨意說笑著，盲目樂觀
一轉眼已經在雨中困了很久，不知道過了多長的時間
終於雲消霧散，我們面向天空看最後的一眼
我們被眼前的景象迷住了，直到那如鐘的雷聲，漸漸走遠
這鐘聲敲給所有那些痛苦的人，他們孤立無援還有那無數個困惑的、被控告的、被誤解的、吸毒的，以及所有境況更糟糕的人們
這鐘聲敲給所有需要幫助的人，不管他生活在哪個世界
這隆隆作響的自由之鐘就出現在我們所有人的眼前