Daddy - Sylvia Plath.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Sylvia Plath
[00:00.864] Daddy
[00:02.919] You do not do, you do not do
[00:05.420] Any more, black shoe
[00:07.300] In which I have lived like a foot
[00:09.615] For thirty years, poor and white,
[00:12.281] Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.
[00:15.497] Daddy, I have had to kill you.
[00:18.131] You died before I had time——
[00:20.750] Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
[00:24.155] Ghastly statue with one gray toe
[00:26.690] Big as a Frisco seal
[00:29.025] And a head in the freakish Atlantic
[00:31.422] Where it pours bean green over blue
[00:33.937] In the waters off beautiful Nauset.
[00:37.480] I used to pray to recover you.
[00:39.825] Ach, du.
[00:41.511] In the German tongue, in the Polish town
[00:44.533] Scraped flat by the roller
[00:46.200] Of wars, wars, wars.
[00:49.700] But the name of the town is common.
[00:52.208] My Polack friend
[00:53.872] Says there are a dozen or two.
[00:56.788] So I never could tell where you
[00:58.493] Put your foot, your root,
[01:00.690] I never could talk to you.
[01:02.940] The tongue stuck in my jaw.
[01:05.296] It stuck in a barb wire snare.
[01:08.524] Ich, ich, ich, ich,
[01:11.203] I could hardly speak.
[01:13.194] I thought every German was you.
[01:15.712] And the language obscene
[01:17.505] An engine, an engine
[01:19.589] Chuffing me off like a Jew.
[01:21.763] A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.
[01:25.522] I began to talk like a Jew.
[01:28.047] I think I may well be a Jew.
[01:30.567] The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna
[01:33.498] Are not very pure or true.
[01:36.679] With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck
[01:40.910] And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
[01:44.332] I may be a bit of a Jew.
[01:46.869] I have always been scared of you,
[01:49.258] With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
[01:51.804] And your neat mustache
[01:53.236] And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
[01:56.053] Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You——
[01:59.583] Not God but a swastika
[02:02.110] So black no sky could squeak through.
[02:06.094] Every woman adores a Fascist,
[02:08.731] The boot in the face, the brute
[02:10.784] Brute heart of a brute like you.
[02:13.797] You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
[02:16.402] In the picture I have of you,
[02:18.339] A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
[02:21.014] But no less a devil for that, no not
[02:23.779] Any less the black man who
[02:25.631] Bit my pretty red heart in two.
[02:29.278] I was ten when they buried you.
[02:31.822] At twenty I tried to die
[02:34.282] And get back, back, back to you.
[02:37.356] I thought even the bones would do.
[02:39.952] But they pulled me out of the sack,
[02:42.007] And they stuck me together with glue.
[02:44.865] And then I knew what to do.
[02:47.166] I made a model of you,
[02:49.026] A man in black with a Meinkampf look
[02:51.668] And a love of the rack and the screw.
[02:53.512] And I said I do, I do.
[02:56.932] So daddy, I'm finally through.
[02:59.600] The black telephone's off at the root,
[03:01.742] The voices just can't worm through.
[03:05.246] If I've killed one man, I've killed two——
[03:08.873] The vampire who said he was you
[03:11.559] And drank my blood for a year,
[03:13.801] Seven years, if you want to know.
[03:16.431] Daddy, you can lie back now.
[03:18.887] There's a stake in your fat black heart
[03:22.059] And the villagers never liked you.
[03:24.737] They are dancing and stamping on you.
[03:27.698] They always knew it was you.
[03:29.985] Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.