Old Black Joe

  因为欣赏赵照的《当你老了》，让我记忆起这首18世纪的美国歌曲《Old Black Joe》。

    美国著名诗人Emerson曾经认为这首歌唱出了一种淡淡地忧伤，恰如其分地表达出传统的非洲裔美国人的精神世界。我在百度上只找到了这首乐曲演奏，没有歌词的演唱，不过我觉得似乎并不影响欣赏这首别具一格的曲目。

1.
Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay,
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away,
Gone from the earth to a better land I know,
I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".
Chorus
I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low:
I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe".

2.
Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain
Why do I sigh that my friends come not again,
Grieving for forms now departed long ago.
I hear their gentle voices calling “Old Black Joe”.
Chorus
I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low:
I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"

3.
Where are the hearts once so happy and so free?
The children so dear that I held upon my knee,
Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go.
I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".
Chorus

I’m coming, I’m coming, for my head is bending low:
I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe"