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一首诗和一个Verse (其他)歌词完整版
作词 : 尹卓文Sayno
作曲 : 尹卓文Sayno
混音：Mousse
封面：阿勒泰小雄鹰
【诗】《园丁集》第42篇 （程郁 译）
O mad, superbly drunk;
If you kick open your doors and play the fool in public;
If you empty your bag in a night,
and snap your fingers at prudence;
If you walk in curious paths and play with useless things;
Rock not rhyme or reason;
If unfurling your sails before the storm you snap the rudder in two,
Then I will follow you, comrade, and be drunken and go to the dogs.
I have wasted my days and nights in the company of steady wise neighbours.
Much knowing has turned my hair grey,
and much watching has made my sight dim.
For years I have gathered and heaped up scraps and fragments of things;
Crush them and dance upon them,
and scatter them all to the winds.
For I know 'tis the height of wisdom
to be drunken and go to the dogs.
Let all crooked scruples vanish,
let me hopelessly lose my way.
Let a gust of wild giddiness come
and sweep me away from my anchors.
The world is peopled with worthies, and workers, useful and clever.
There are men who are easily first,
and men who come decently after.
Let them be happy and prosper,
and let me be foolishly futile.
For I know 'tis the end of all works
to be drunken and go to the dogs.
I swear to surrender this moment
all claims to the ranks of the decent.
I let go my pride of learning and judgment of right and of wrong.
I'll shatter memory's vessel,
scattering the last drop of tears.
With the foam of the berry-red wine
I will bathe and brighten my laughter.
The badge of the civil and staid I'll tear into shreds for the nonce.
I'll take the holy vow to be worthless,
to be drunken and go to the dogs.
【歌】《sayno的深夜笔记》（sayno 译）
im living no life when im chillin it
cant waste no time now im billin it
they hit a soul with a nine yeah im doin just fine
for the grace ive been stealing it
karma‘s a ***** I’ve been feelin it
dwell on the past it been killin me
bygones be bygones im eatin this million and billion and trillion times
these witnesses treatin me nice
its good to collide
just fly your own kite
and this person make numbers be shinin
“the real ones be dyin” uffffff
the thinkings been left behind
there‘s never a sign
there‘s never a line
there's never a kind like me
they‘ll never be mine no
passin through the jungle of machismo
spend a lotta time on the cheap joke
the poems in the《Faust》should be re-wrote
how u gonna deal with these shitholes
stop fakin news stop EMO
stop tryna sound like D smoke
I trapped heros like zemo
I rep ma town like figo
easy peasy lemon squeezy
kind of feelin bit of breezy
people growin really greedy
I dont have nothin to lead me
