Visions of Johanna
演唱：Bob Dylan
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind
这不就是那种寻欢作乐的夜晚，而你却正试着潜进安静
我们搁浅于此，尽管我们都尽全力否认这点
露易，她手掬着一捧雨水，诱惑你来拒绝
灯光在对面的大楼闪烁跳动
屋子里，暖气管轻声咳嗽
乡村音乐台放着舒缓的歌
这里没什么，真的没什么该被关掉。
只不过露易和她的情人那样交缠在一起
而乔安娜的幻像击碎了我的思绪
In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place
在一片空旷地，女士们晃着钥匙链玩着摸瞎的游戏
秉烛游的女孩子，相互低诉动车上的恶作剧
我们听着守夜人把手电关了又关
自问道：是自己丧失了理智？亦或是这帮女孩子？
露易，她没事，她就在跟前
她脆如雨丝，看起来像一面镜子
但她只让一件事更明晰无疑
——乔安娜不在此地
电光之游魂在她颧骨里嚎叫
而乔安娜的幻像夺取了我的所在
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall(1.rude,not embarrassed2.resentment3,bile)【这里似乎兼有两意？】 to be so useless and all (also,inaddition,,as well,too)
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
此时，小男孩迷路了，他太拿自己当回事
他炫耀他的不幸，他喜欢活在险境
而当她的名字被提及
他对我讲起离别的赠吻
他膨胀起的憎恨，只是无用之物
对着墙壁抛洒碎语，而我已身在前厅
噢，我到底要怎么解释？
一切太难应付
而乔安娜的幻像使我整夜醒着直到黎明
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But(even) Mona Lisa must had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze
I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel
博物馆内，“永恒”站在受审席上
有声音回响：“这就是不久之后的所谓‘拯救’”
但是，蒙娜丽莎必定熟知公路布鲁斯
你看她的微笑就能知道
看吧，原始的壁花渐渐冻结
果冻脸的女人打着喷嚏
听吧，蓄小胡子的人说：“老天啊
我的膝盖不见了”
哦，望远镜和珠宝悬垂下，自驴的脑袋
而乔安娜的幻像使这一切，看起来如此残酷
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"Ya can't look at much, can ya man?"
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna(??), she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed
(He examines the nightingale’s code)
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain
乞讨者对假意关心他的女伯爵说着：
“随便告诉我个谁不是寄生虫的，我要出去为他们祈祷”
但就像露易总在嘴边挂着：
“你无法看到太多，不是吗？”
当她一边为他做着准备。
而圣母，她还是没有出现
你看那空笼子已经锈蚀
她的披肩曾披拂于此。
提琴手缓步走到路上
在载满鱼的卡车的车尾
他写道：“欠下的一切俱已偿还。”
此时，我的良知爆裂
口琴吹奏骷髅之键和雨水的调子
而乔安娜的幻像是仅剩的残存
