In Gloucester Cathedral, on Saturday night 在格洛斯特大教堂，上周六晚

I came to your flower show, blown like a kite 我来到了你的花展，吹像风筝

And I stood by the tombstones, and gazed at the lights 我站在墓碑，凝视着灯

On the altar 在坛

And the horse-faced old ladies and tweedy-toned men 和马面老太太和特威迪色调的男人

Of county society they came and they went 全县社会，他们来了，他们就

With pamphlets and leaflets of Christian events 随着小册子和基督教活动传单

For the fall 对于秋天

   

But ain't it all just like Jesus 但是，是不是所有像耶稣

Crying in the rain? 在雨中哭泣？

Ain't it all just Gethsemane again? 是不是这一切只是一次客西马尼？

   

Oh the half-a-crown programmes on sale at the door 在门口有售哦半个冠计划

Were clutched in the teeth of the rich and the poor 被攥在富人与穷人的牙齿

As they swayed in an undertone conscience-free 当他们动摇低声良心自由

Forward together 一起向前

And the outstretching hands of the swains of the Lord 和的外推主的斯温的手

Sold the communing commuters the word 出售的谈心乘客字

With LPs of Mary and photos of God 玛丽的LP和照片神

In the hall 在大厅里

   

But ain't it all just like Jesus 但是，是不是所有像耶稣

Crying in the rain? 在雨中哭泣？

Ain't it all just Gethsemane again? 是不是这一切只是一次客西马尼？

   

Oh the flowers hushed the air as the columns advanced 哦，花沉寂的空气柱先进

To the clinking of coins in a ritual dance 硬币的仪式舞蹈的无比

On flagstones that ached for a chance of a chance 石板上的疼对机会的机会

Of escaping 转义

And the mystical statues looked down so depressed 而神秘的雕像放在眼里如此低迷

At the endless possessors becoming possessed 在无尽的拥有者变得具备

And the costumed confessors who never confessed 而谁没有交待的打扮忏悔

To the wall 在墙上

   

But ain't it all just like Jesus 但是，是不是所有像耶稣

Crying in the rain? 在雨中哭泣？

Ain't it all just Gethsemane again? 是不是这一切只是一次客西马尼？

   

Oh I saw a blue hair-rinse, I saw a black tooth 哦，我看到了一个蓝色的头发漂洗，我看到了一个黑色的牙

I saw a false face in a telephone booth 我看到了一个虚假的面孔在一个电话亭

And the stark white-faced roses that screamed out the truth 而与之形成鲜明白面玫瑰的尖叫真相

Of their dying 其死亡

And a walrus's dreams and a carpenter's love 和海象的梦想和一个木匠的爱

Absorbed like a hand in a great rubber glove 吸收像一只手在一个伟大的橡胶手套

And flown like a flag over battlefields 和飞行就像一面旗帜在战场

Factories and all 工厂及所有

   

Ain't it all just like Jesus 是不是这一切就像耶稣

Crying in the rain? 在雨中哭泣？

Ain't it all just Gethsemane again? 是不是这一切只是一次客西马尼？

   

Oh I dodged the collection box choirboy and out 哦，我躲开了募捐箱唱诗班和出

To the streets where the wind shook my hair with a shout 到那里的风与呐喊震撼了我的头发街头

And the dusty-faced daisies were blowing about 和尘土飞扬的脸雏菊被吹一下

So freely 所以自由

And Christ in the ruins was wandering again 基督在废墟中再次徘徊

As he walked with the beggars and talked to the lame 当他走到与乞丐聊到跛脚

And danced with the children and sailors who came 并与孩子们和水手谁进来跳舞

At his call 在他的号召

   

But ain't it all just like Jesus 但是，是不是所有像耶稣

Crying in the rain? 在雨中哭泣？

Ain't it all just Gethsemane again? 是不是这一切只是一次客西马尼？

   

Ain't it all just like Jesus 是不是这一切就像耶稣

Crying in the rain? 在雨中哭泣？

Ain't it all just Nazareth again? 是不是这一切只是再拿撒勒？