[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:17.693]Come you masters of war
[00:21.945]You that build the big guns
[00:26.192]You that build the death planes
[00:30.185]You that build all the bombs
[00:34.437]You that hide behind walls
[00:38.696]You that hide behind desks
[00:43.188]I just want you to know I can see through your masks
[00:49.437]Like Judas of old
[00:53.696]You lie and deceive
[00:57.947]A world war can be won
[01:01.696]You want me to believe
[01:05.947]But I see through your eyes
[01:10.195]And I see through your brain
[01:14.445]Like I see through the water that runs down my drain
[01:25.399]You fasten all the triggers
[01:29.403]For the others to fire
[01:33.654]Then you sit back and watch
[01:37.648]While the death count gets higher
[01:42.153]You hide in your mansion
[01:45.902]While the young people's blood
[01:50.406]Flows out of their bodies and into the mud
[01:56.908]You've thrown the worst fear
[02:00.660]That can ever be hurled
[02:05.605]Fear to bring children
[02:09.595]Into the world
[02:13.601]For threatening my baby
[02:17.594]Unborn and unnamed
[02:21.845]You're not worth the blood that runs in your veins
[02:57.849]And I hope that you die
[03:01.596]And your death will come soon
[03:06.347]I'll follow your casket
[03:10.096]On a pale afternoon
[03:14.347]And I'll watch while you're lowered
[03:18.351]Down to your deathbed
[03:22.845]I'll stand over your grave
[03:26.850]Till I'm sure that you're dead

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know I can see through your masks
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water that runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
While the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies and into the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You're not worth the blood that runs in your veins
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
On a pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
I'll stand over your grave
Till I'm sure that you're dead