译 | 纽约非吾乡

Things were spinnin' 'round me

身边是川流不息的车水马龙

And all my thoughts were cloudy

我却感到心中阴云密布

And I had begun to doubt all the things that were me

继而开始怀疑那些我曾认为组成了我的事物

Been in so many places, you know I've run so many races

行走过千山万水，投身于各种竞争

I looked into the empty faces of the people of the night

映入我眼帘的却是夜晚人们空虚的面庞

Somethin' is just not right'

有些事情就是不对劲

Cause I know that I've gotta get outta here

因为我知道必须离开此处

I'm so alone

因为我孤独至极的心灵

Don't you know that I gotta get outta here

难道你不知道，我必须离开此处

'Cause New York's not my home

因为纽约非吾乡

Though all the streets are crowded

尽管街道上人来人往

There's somethin' strange about it

有些事情就是不对劲

I lived there 'bout a year and I never once felt at home

我生活一年之久却从未产生任何归家之感

I thought I'd make the big time

我以为会迎来人生中的重大突破

I learned a lot of lessons awfully quick

然而却以惊人的速度被上了一课

And now I'm tellin' you that they were not the nice kind

那就是——纽约并非善客

It has been so long since I have felt fine

上一次感到快乐已是许久以前

That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here

因此我必须离开此处

I'm so alone

因为我的心灵孤独至极

Don't you know that I gotta get outta here

难道你不知道我必须离开此处

'Cause New York's not my home

因为纽约非吾乡

That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here

因此我必须离开此处

I'm so alone

因为我的心灵孤独至极

Don't you know that I gotta get outta here

难道你不知道我必须离开此处

'Cause New York's not my home

因为纽约非吾乡

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Hard Time Losin' Man

作词 : Croce

作曲 : Jim Croce

Chorus:

And you think you've seen trouble

Well you're lookin' at the man ah ha

Oh, the world's own original hard luck story

And a hard time losin' man

Oh, sometimes skies are cloudy

And sometimes skies are blue

And sometimes they say that you eat the bear

But sometimes the bear eats you

And sometimes

I feel like

I should go

Far far away and hide '

Cause I keep a waitin' for my ship to come in

And all that ever comes is the tide

Chorus Oh

I saved up all my money

I gonna buy me a flashy car

So I go downtown to see the man

And he smokin' on a big cigar

Well he must'a thought

I were Rockefeller

Or an uptown man of wealth

He said "Boy I got the car that's made for you And it's cleaner than the Board of Health"

Then I got on the highway...oh,

I feelin' fine...

I hit a bump

Then I found

I bought a car held together

By wire, and a couple a' hunks of twine

Chorus Oh,

Friday night, feelin' right

I head out on the street

Standin' in the doorway

Was a dealer known as

Pete Well he sold me a dime of some super fine

Dynamite from

Mexico I spent all that night

Just tryin' to get right

On an ounce of

Oregano Chorus (4 x's)