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北京大山子 798工厂 正门第一间的摄影吧

 

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2004年07月06日
    今天是周末街道明亮太阳很好 / 我挺想出去走走喝点啤酒买件衣裳 / 可是摸摸兜里只有几十块这买什么都不够 / 看看别人满足的表情感觉沮丧又嫉妒 唉呦嘿 / 我怎么混成了这样儿/ 现在我知道/ 我是个失败者 / 卑微又懦弱 /杀了我 /杀了我反正我什么都没有 / 当爱情来到我才知道生活是荒谬的 / 那是一场关于金钱权利自由全面的斗争 / 每次她们对我说再见的时候 / 我都无比恐惧/ 因为我确实一无所有 / 爱情是我唯一的精神依靠/ 唉呦嘿 / 我觉得恐惧/ 唉呦嘿/ 我又失去了你 / 让我告诉你/ 我是个失败者/ 卑微又懦弱 / 要走就赶快走/ 反正我什么都没有 / 我是个失败者/ 卑微又懦弱/ 要走就赶快走 / 只需把手一挥/ 杀了我/ 杀了我 / 反正我是个残的人路很长 /走起来艰难 / 问题是找不着方向/ 过去拥有的东西现在都没了 / 我们是丧失的一代 /有一天疯狂的感觉突然进入我的生活 / 可是我无法适应 /眼看着自己渐渐衰老 /可是还没找到青春和美元/ 知道明天会身无分文甚至比死还可怕 / 为了活得好一点就得分裂到极限的极限 / 根本没有理想的空间 /根本没有幸福的感觉 / 再也没有时间考虑爱因为活着就是杀人或 /


多年后再听鲍家街的这首老歌,仍是充满动人的力量,特意翻出来,纪念工作两周年,纪念本命年,纪念死去的青春。

2004年06月22日

(from www.bobdylan.com)

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Though I know that evenin’s empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I’m branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street’s too dead for dreaming.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin’.
I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Though you might hear laughin’, spinnin’, swingin’ madly across the sun,
It’s not aimed at anyone, it’s just escapin’ on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin’.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn’t pay it any mind, it’s just a shadow you’re
Seein’ that he’s chasing.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

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