The Fat Rat Blues

Adapted by Tan Bonan

I've got a foul fat rat, spoiling my precious food
I've got our lord grown fat, careless about my mood
The sun going down the slope, oh set me free, I roared
Find me at the place of hope, where my ride's toward

I've got a foul fat rat, digging under a cotton tree
I've got my lord grown fat, having no mercy on me
Passing through the rain, I looked east and west
Wish I'd catch the train, if the heavens blessed

I've got a foul fat rat, stealing my every piece of bread.
I've got my lord grown fat, laying across his big brass bed.
I don't feel no good, I don't have nowhere to roam.
But who'd ever thought he could, finally going back home sweet home.

魏風·碩鼠

碩鼠碩鼠，無食我黍。
三歲貫女，莫我肯顧。
逝將去女，適彼樂土。
樂土樂土，爰得我所。

碩鼠碩鼠，無食我麥。
三歲貫女，莫我肯德。
逝將去女，適彼樂國。
樂國樂國，爰得我直。

碩鼠碩鼠，無食我苗。
三歲貫女，莫我肯勞。
逝將去女，適彼樂郊。
樂郊樂郊，誰之永號。

这不正是一个寻欢作乐的夜，而你如此沉默
搁浅似的静坐着，却都无比急切地逃离这尴尬
谭晓晴 掬起一抔雨，诱出你的背叛
对街的阁楼灯火忽烁
屋里暖气正微微咳啜
交通电台的歌声柔妥
但也没有什么实在值得关掉
在这 晓晴 和情人无尽缠绵的时候
那 刘乔木 的幻象，业已盘踞在我脑海

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