Streets Of London

Have you seen the old man
In the closed down market
Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes
In his eyes you see no pride
Hands held loosely at his side
Yesterday''s paper, telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don''t shine
Let me take you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
I''ll show you something
To make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags
She's no time for talking
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags

In the old night cafe at a quarter past eleven
The same old man sitting there on his own
Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup
Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone

Have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with the minor ribands that he wears
In our city winter the rain cries little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world which doesn't care
Sinead O'connor——《Streets Of London》你看见打了烊的市场里的老男人吗
他用破烂的鞋子踢 拾起旧报纸
在他眼里你见不到丝毫的自尊
他在用自己的方式休憩
昨天的报纸说的是昨天的新闻

你怎样向我诉说你的孤独
诉说着太阳已没有光彩
让我牵着你的手
领着你穿过伦敦街头
我将向你展现一些改变你心境的风光

你看见在伦敦街头漫步的老女人吗
灰垢嵌在她的头发里
她衣衫褴褛
她没有时间说话
她只剩下走路的权利
她带着两只购物袋麻木地回家

在晚上的十一时一刻
那个老人坐在咖啡店里沉浸在自己的世界中
他们越过茶杯的边沿看着世界
喝完一杯茶要一小时
然后他独自徘徊到家

你看见外面那个老男人吗
他也是一个已消失的水手
记忆和他身上那件带绶带的衣服都褪色了

在我们这个冬天的都市
雨水夹带着一点点同情在轻轻哭泣
为了那些被忘却的英雄和不理睬他们的世界