| Song | The Undercover Man |
| Artist | Van Der Graaf Generator |
| Album | Real Time |
| 作词 : Hammill | |
| Here at the glass, all the usual problems | |
| All the habitual farce | |
| You ask in uncertain voice, what you should do | |
| As if there were a choice but to carry on miming the song | |
| And hope that it all works out right | |
| Tonight it all seems so strange | |
| My spirit feels rigid, my body deranged | |
| Still that's only from one point of view | |
| And we can't have illusion between me and you | |
| My constant friend, ever close at hand, you and the undercover man | |
| I will reflect, "It's very strange to be going through this changeWith no idea of what it's all been aboutExcept in the context of time" | |
| Oh, but I shirk it, | |
| I've half a mind not to work it all out | |
| Is this madness just the recurring wave of total emotion | |
| Or a hide for the undercover man | |
| Or a litany, all the signs are there of fervent devotion | |
| Or the cracking of the dam? | |
| It's cracked, smashed and bursting over you | |
| There was no reason to expect such disaster | |
| Now panicking, you burst for air, drowning, you know you care | |
| For nothing and no one but yourself | |
| And would deny | |
| Even this hand which stretches out towards you to help | |
| But would | |
| I leave you in this moment of your trial? | |
| Is it my fault that | |
| I'm here to see you crying? | |
| These phantom figures all around you should have told you | |
| You should have found out by now | |
| If you hadn't gone and tried to do it all by yourself | |
| Even now we are not lost, if you look out at the night | |
| You'll see the colors and the lights seem to say | |
| People are not far away, at least in distance | |
| And it's only our own dumb resistance that's making us stay | |
| When the madness comes | |
| Let it flood on down and over me sweetly | |
| Let it drown the parts of me, weak and blessed and damned | |
| Let it slake my life, let it take my soul and living completely | |
| Let it be who | |
| I amThere may not be time for us all to run in tandem together | |
| The horizon calls with its parallel lines | |
| It may not be right for you to have and hold in one way forever | |
| And yet you still have time, you still have time[Incomprehensible] |
| zuò cí : Hammill | |
| Here at the glass, all the usual problems | |
| All the habitual farce | |
| You ask in uncertain voice, what you should do | |
| As if there were a choice but to carry on miming the song | |
| And hope that it all works out right | |
| Tonight it all seems so strange | |
| My spirit feels rigid, my body deranged | |
| Still that' s only from one point of view | |
| And we can' t have illusion between me and you | |
| My constant friend, ever close at hand, you and the undercover man | |
| I will reflect, " It' s very strange to be going through this changeWith no idea of what it' s all been aboutExcept in the context of time" | |
| Oh, but I shirk it, | |
| I' ve half a mind not to work it all out | |
| Is this madness just the recurring wave of total emotion | |
| Or a hide for the undercover man | |
| Or a litany, all the signs are there of fervent devotion | |
| Or the cracking of the dam? | |
| It' s cracked, smashed and bursting over you | |
| There was no reason to expect such disaster | |
| Now panicking, you burst for air, drowning, you know you care | |
| For nothing and no one but yourself | |
| And would deny | |
| Even this hand which stretches out towards you to help | |
| But would | |
| I leave you in this moment of your trial? | |
| Is it my fault that | |
| I' m here to see you crying? | |
| These phantom figures all around you should have told you | |
| You should have found out by now | |
| If you hadn' t gone and tried to do it all by yourself | |
| Even now we are not lost, if you look out at the night | |
| You' ll see the colors and the lights seem to say | |
| People are not far away, at least in distance | |
| And it' s only our own dumb resistance that' s making us stay | |
| When the madness comes | |
| Let it flood on down and over me sweetly | |
| Let it drown the parts of me, weak and blessed and damned | |
| Let it slake my life, let it take my soul and living completely | |
| Let it be who | |
| I amThere may not be time for us all to run in tandem together | |
| The horizon calls with its parallel lines | |
| It may not be right for you to have and hold in one way forever | |
| And yet you still have time, you still have time Incomprehensible |