标题:Decades
标签:
总谱
艺人:Joy Division
专辑:Closer
作词:Curtis, Hook, Morris, Sumner
作曲:Bernard Sumner, Peter Hook, Stephen Morris
制谱人:Luiscure89 contact stsafi82@yahoo.com
附注:
I fused the keyboard from both the album and live
version, it sounds as close to the original.
The live version comes from ''Still''
节拍:
Moderate ♩ = 107
标记:IntroVerse IVerse IIInterludePre ChorusChorusInterludeVerse IIIInterludePre ChorusChorusOutro
歌词:
Decades
数十年
Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
那些年轻人，重担在肩
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
那些年轻人，现在何方
We knocked on the doors of hell's darker chamber,
笨蛋们敲击着地狱幽暗密室的大门
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,
被扔到边缘，还残喘着向里面爬
Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,
站在旁边的天使还以为这是重放的剧情
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.
我们注视着陌生的自己
Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,
伤口正咧着嘴，嘲笑堕落
The sorrows we suffered and never were free.
想释怀，真搞笑
Where have they been?
他们去哪了，那些好小伙儿？
Where have they been?
在哪儿
Where have they been?
在哪儿
Where have they been?
在哪儿呢
Weary inside, now our heart's lost forever,
我好累
只能迷失在永恒的夜色中
Can't replace the fear, or the thrill of the chase,
但恐惧仍在，颤栗永恒
Each ritual showed up the door for our wanderings,
每个神都想给我的流浪一个出口
Open then shut, then slammed in our face.
那门开了又关，
最后摔在我脸上
Where have they been?
他们在哪儿
Where have they been?
在哪儿
Where have they been?
在哪儿啊
Where have they been?
他们还会回来吗
version 2
Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
那些年轻人，背负重担
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
那些年轻人，现在何方
We knocked on the doors of hell's darker chamber,
我们敲击着地狱幽暗密室的大门
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,
被推至边缘，被拽入黑暗
Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,
我们从一旁注视着，这一切反复上演
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.
就像我们从未看见过
Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,
身上的伤口正在腐烂
The sorrows we suffered and never were free.
悲伤延续 永难解脱
Where have they been?
他们在哪里，那些年轻人？
Where have they been?
他们在哪儿
Where have they been?
他们在哪儿
Where have they been?
在哪儿呢
Weary inside, now our heart's lost forever,
疲倦万分，心无所依
Can't replace the fear, or the thrill of the chase,
而恐惧仍在，颤栗永恒
Each ritual showed up the door for our wanderings,
每一个仪式上，游荡者在探寻出路
Open then shut, then slammed in our face.
那门开了又关，
最后摔在我脸上
Where have they been?
他们在哪儿，那些年轻人？
Where have they been?
他们在哪儿
Where have they been?
他们在哪儿
