Paroles et traduction 汪峰 - 無主之城

無主之城

街角的專賣店和超市燈火通明
24小時販賣著庫存的現代文明
郵局的姑娘們無望地對著屏幕
審視著人們注定的命運和那彷徨
櫥窗裡閃耀著股市的淒慘光暈
瑪莎拉蒂飛速駛過紫色的酸雨
警笛尖利的嘶喊從北廣場傳來
象把刀猛然劃過這座無主之城
噢 。。。。。。
噢 。。。。。。
我們在這兒活著
卻總是感覺不到存在
騙子和占卜師佔據了東區大樓
保險櫃裡藏著捐款護照和毒藥
白領藍領和黑領們堆擠在銀行
償還著生命中透支的百年利息
穿著耐克的童子軍逃離了教室
在街角徘徊抽著煙凝視著那片夕陽
我攔住一個乞丐問他天堂在哪
他說就是你面前這座無主之城
噢 。。。。。。
噢 。。。。。。
我們在這兒尋找
卻總是尋找不到方向
七九年的樓房沒有這些玻璃鋼
但卻有很多燦爛的鮮花和那笑容
如今大馬戲團的花車不再經過
只有霓虹燈廣告牌和車燈閃爍
漂亮的女人們都坐在美容院裡
等待著她們的等價交換和那提款機
成功的男人們都躺在情人懷裡
籌劃著下場騙局在這無主之城
噢 。。。。。。
噢 。。。。。。
我們在這兒活著
卻總是感覺不到存在
噢 。。。。。。
噢 。。。。。。
我們在這兒尋找
卻總是尋找不到方向
新嬉皮們總喜歡在這附近遊蕩
溜冰後的幻覺彷彿在飛躍彩虹
有人把靈魂mail給想像的聖徒
期盼信仰的回歸腎上腺素激盪
小張正為情人挑選廉價的鑽戒
為了搖曳的愛情和憂傷的慾望
逃犯正和那個黑衣人做著交易
只為了能赦免在這座無主之城
噢 。。。。。。
噢 。。。。。。
我們在這兒活著
卻總是感覺不到存在
噢 。。。。。。
噢 。。。。。。
我們在這兒尋找
卻總是尋找不到方向

Unruled City

Corner shops and supermarkets are brightly lit
Selling 24 hours of our modern civilization
The girls at the post office stare hopelessly at their screens
Watching people's destinies and anxieties
The stock market's gloomy halo shines in the windows
Maseratis speed past in the purple acid rain
Police sirens scream from the north square
Like a knife cutting through this unruly city
Oh 。。。。。。
Oh 。。。。。。
We're living here
But we never feel alive
Cheats and fortune tellers occupy the east tower
Safes hide donations, passports, and poison
White-collar, blue-collar, and black-collar workers crowd the banks
Paying back the century's interest on their lives
Boy Scouts in Nikes flee the classroom
Smoking on the street corner, staring at the sunset
I stopped a beggar and asked him where heaven is
He said it's this unruly city before you
Oh 。。。。。。
Oh 。。。。。。
We're searching here
But we never find our way
The buildings from '79 didn't have all this glass and steel
But there were many beautiful flowers and smiles
The circus wagons don't pass by anymore
Only neon lights, billboards, and car headlights
Beautiful women sit in beauty salons
Waiting for their fair exchange and ATMs
Successful men lie in their mistresses' arms
Planning their next scam in this unruly city
Oh 。。。。。。
Oh 。。。。。。
We're living here
But we never feel alive
Oh 。。。。。。
Oh 。。。。。。
We're searching here
But we never find our way
Neo-hippies like to wander around here
Hallucinating after skating as if they're flying over rainbows
Some email their souls to imaginary saints
Hoping for faith's return, adrenaline pumping
Little Zhang is choosing a cheap diamond ring for his lover
For his wavering love and mournful desire
A fugitive is making a deal with that man in black
Just to be pardoned in this unruly city
Oh 。。。。。。
Oh 。。。。。。
We're living here
But we never feel alive
Oh 。。。。。。
Oh 。。。。。。
We're searching here
But we never find our way