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    June 19

    Viva La Vida

          Viva La Vida
      生命无上
      
      I used to rule the world
      Seas would rise when I gave the word
      Now in the morning I sleep alone
      Sweep the streets I used to own
      我曾经主宰世界。
      大海也愿为我咆哮。
      如今我清晨独眠,
      在我曾拥有的街巷中彷徨。
      
      I used to roll the dice
      Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
      Listen as the crowd would sing:
      "Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
      我经历过孤注一掷,
      感受过敌人眼底的不可终日,
      领教过愚民们高喊口号:
      “先王亡矣!我王永世!”
      
      One minute I held the key
      Next the walls were closed on me
      And I discovered that my castles stand
      Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
      大权刚刚在手,
      城墙立即将我禁闭。
      我这才发现我城堡的基石
      竟如散沙盐粒般脆弱无力。
      
      I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
      Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
      Be my mirror my sword and shield
      My missionaries in a foreign field
      For some reason I can't explain
      Once you go there was never,
      never an honest word
      That was when I ruled the world
      耶路撒冷传来一声钟响。
      罗马骑兵唱诗班正在吟唱。
      我异疆的传教士啊,
      我的明镜,宝剑与盾牌由你们担当!
      其中缘由我不能讲明,
      自你走后,我从未,
      从未听过之字真言。
      那就是我主宰世界的年月。
      
      It was the wicked and wild wind
      Blew down the doors to let me in.
      Shattered windows and the sound of drums
      People couldn't believe what I'd become
      凶煞狂风袭来,
      冲破重门将我引入,
      狼藉一片,鼓声四起。
      我的变化无人能料。
      
      Revolutionaries wait
      For my head on a silver plate
      Just a puppet on a lonely string
      Oh who would ever want to be king?
      革命者期待看到
      我的头颅被摆上银盘。
      我不过一个孤家傀儡,
      唉,谁愿做王?
      
      I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
      Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
      Be my mirror my sword and shield
      My missionaries in a foreign field
      For some reason I can't explain
      I know Saint Peter won't call my name
      Never an honest word
      But that was when I ruled the world
      耶路撒冷传来一声钟响。
      罗马骑兵唱诗班正在吟唱。
      我异疆的传教士啊,
      我的明镜,宝剑与盾牌由你们担当!
      其中缘由我不能讲明,
      我深知圣彼得不会召唤我名。
      从未听过之字真言。
      那就是我主宰世界的年月。