《Viva la vida》音乐赏析

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

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!”

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

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’d gone there was never,

never an honest word

But that was when I ruled the world

It was a 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

Revolutionaries wait

For my head on a silver plate

Just a puppet on a lonely string

Oh who would ever want to be king?

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

我曾经主宰世界。

　　一声号令,海水汹涌。

　　如今我清晨独眠，

　　清扫我曾经拥有的街道。

曾经由我投掷骰子

　　感受敌人眼底的恐惧，

　　倾听人群高颂：

　　“先王已逝！我王永生！”

大权刚刚在手，

　　城墙却立刻将我囚禁。

　　我这才发现我的城堡

　　建立在盐粒和散沙的支柱之上。

我听见耶路撒冷钟声鸣响。

　　罗马骑兵唱诗班高唱。

　　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，

　　从未听过只字真言。

　　但那是在我主宰世界之时。

邪风怒吼，

　　冲破重重大门将我卷入，

　　粉碎窗子与鼓声。

　　人们无法相信我将变成何等模样。

革命人士等待着

　　等待着我的头颅摆上银盘。

　　我不过是一个单线傀儡，

　　噢，谁愿做王？