The Boy in the Bubble

Song The Boy in the Bubble
Artist Patti Smith
Album Twelve

Lyrics

作词 : Motlhoheloa, Simon
It was a slow day
And the sun was beating
On the soldiers by the side of the road
There was a bright light
A shattering of shop windows
The bomb in the baby carriage was wired to the radio
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
Dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry
It was a dry wind
And it swept across the desert
And it curled into the circle of birth
In the dead sand
Falling on the children
The mothers and the fathers and the automatic earth
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry
It's a turn-around jump shot
It's everybody jump start
It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts
Medicine is magical and magical is art
The boy in the bubble
And the baby with the baboon heart
And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somewhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of millionaires
And billionaires
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby, don't cry, don't cry
Oh, don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry
Don't cry, oh

Pinyin

zuò cí : Motlhoheloa, Simon
It was a slow day
And the sun was beating
On the soldiers by the side of the road
There was a bright light
A shattering of shop windows
The bomb in the baby carriage was wired to the radio
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slomo
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
Dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don' t cry baby, don' t cry, don' t cry
It was a dry wind
And it swept across the desert
And it curled into the circle of birth
In the dead sand
Falling on the children
The mothers and the fathers and the automatic earth
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slomo
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
That' s dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don' t cry baby, don' t cry, don' t cry
It' s a turnaround jump shot
It' s everybody jump start
It' s every generation throws a hero up the pop charts
Medicine is magical and magical is art
The boy in the bubble
And the baby with the baboon heart
And I believe
These are the days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somewhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of millionaires
And billionaires
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slomo
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
The way we look to a distant constellation
That' s dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don' t cry baby, don' t cry, don' t cry
Oh, don' t cry
Don' t cry, don' t cry
Don' t cry, oh