歌手:David Bowie
专辑:《The Man Who Sold The World》


When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle
And gloomy browed
With superfear their tragic endless
Lives
Could heave nor sigh
In solemn perverse serenity

Wondrous beings chained to life

Strange games they would play then

No death for the perfect men

Life rolls into one for them

So softly a superGod cries

All Where were minds in uni-thought
Powers weird by mystics taught
No pain no joy
No power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed merment tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold
A man would tear his brother's flesh
A chance to die
To turn to mold

Far out in the red-sky

Far out from the sad eyes

Strange mad celebration

So softly a supergod cries

Far out in the red-sky

Far out from the sad eyes

Strange mad celebration

So softly a supergod dies