《The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock (Soundtrack)》歌词

[00:00:04] Let us go then you and I

[00:00:09] When the evening is spread out against the sky

[00:00:14] Like a patient etherized upon a table

[00:00:19] Let us go through certain half-deserted streets

[00:00:23] The muttering retreats

[00:00:24] Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels

[00:00:29] And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells

[00:00:34] Streets that follow like a tedious argument

[00:00:37] Of insidious intent

[00:00:41] To lead you to an overwhelming question

[00:00:46] Oh do not ask What is it

[00:00:49] Let us go and make our visit

[00:00:53] In the room the women come and go

[00:00:55] Talking of Michelangelo

[00:01:00] The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes

[00:01:05] The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes

[00:01:10] Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening

[00:01:15] Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains

[00:01:19] Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys

[00:01:24] Slipped by the terrace made a sudden leap

[00:01:30] And seeing that it was a soft October night

[00:01:34] Curled once about the house and fell asleep

[00:01:40] And indeed there will be time

[00:01:44] For the yellow smoke that slides along the street

[00:01:47] Rubbing its back upon the window-panes

[00:01:50] There will be time there will be time

[00:01:54] To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet

[00:01:58] There will be time to murder and create

[00:02:01] And time for all the works and days of hands

[00:02:06] That lift and drop a question on your plate

[00:02:10] Time for you and time for me

[00:02:13] And time yet for a hundred indecisions

[00:02:17] And for a hundred visions and revisions

[00:02:19] Before the taking of a toast and tea

[00:02:23] In the room the women come and go

[00:02:25] Talking of Michelangelo

[00:02:30] And indeed there will be time

[00:02:34] To wonder Do I dare and Do I dare

[00:02:40] Time to turn back and descend the stair

[00:02:43] With a bald spot in the middle of my hair

[00:02:46] They will sayHow his hair is growing thin

[00:02:50] My morning coat my collar mounting firmly to the chin

[00:02:56] My necktie rich and modest but asserted by a simple pin

[00:03:02] They will sayBut how his arms and legs are thin

[00:03:09] Do I dare

[00:03:10] Disturb the universe

[00:03:15] In a minute there is time

[00:03:17] For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse

[00:03:24] For I have known them all already known them all

[00:03:29] Have known the evenings mornings afternoons

[00:03:34] I have measured out my life with coffee spoons

[00:03:38] I know the voices dying with a dying fall

[00:03:42] Beneath the music from a farther room

[00:03:48] So how should I presume

[00:03:52] And I have known the eyes already known them all

[00:03:57] The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase

[00:04:00] And when I am formulated sprawling on a pin

[00:04:04] When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall

[00:04:07] Then how should I begin

[00:04:10] To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways

[00:04:13] And how should I presume

[00:04:16] And I have known the arms already known them all

[00:04:20] Arms that are braceleted and white and bare

[00:04:22] But in the lamplight downed with light brown hair

[00:04:26] Is it perfume from a dress

[00:04:32] That makes me so digress

[00:04:36] Arms that lie along a table or wrap about a shawl

[00:04:40] And should I then presume

[00:04:44] And how should I begin

[00:04:49] Shall I say I have gone at dusk through narrow streets

[00:04:53] And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes

[00:04:57] Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves leaning out of windows

[00:05:04] I should have been a pair of ragged claws

[00:05:06] Scuttling across the floors of silent seas

[00:05:13] And the afternoon the evening sleeps so peacefully

[00:05:17] Smoothed by long fingers

[00:05:21] Asleep tired or it malingers

[00:05:28] Stretched on the floor here beside you and me

[00:05:33] Should I after tea and cakes and ices

[00:05:37] Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis

[00:05:42] But though I have wept and fasted wept and prayed

[00:05:47] Though I have seen my head

[00:05:48] Grown slightly bald

[00:05:50] Brought in upon a platter

[00:05:58] I am no prophet and here's no great matter

[00:06:00] I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker

[00:06:02] And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat and snicker

[00:06:09] And in short I was afraid

[00:06:15] And would it have been worth it after all

[00:06:18] After the cups the marmalade the tea

[00:06:21] Among the porcelain among some talk of you and me

[00:06:25] Would it have been worth while

[00:06:27] To have bitten off the matter with a smile

[00:06:30] To have squeezed the universe into a ball

[00:06:32] To roll it toward some overwhelming question

[00:06:35] To sayI am Lazarus come from the dead

[00:06:38] Come back to tell you all I shall tell you all

[00:06:43] If one settling a pillow by her head

[00:06:47] Should sayThat is not what I meant at all

[00:06:51] That is not it at all

[00:06:53] And would it have been worth it after all

[00:06:57] Would it have been worth while

[00:06:59] After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets

[00:07:04] After the novels after the teacups after the skirts that trail along the floor

[00:07:09] And this and so much more

[00:07:14] It is impossible to say just what I mean

[00:07:19] But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen

[00:07:25] Would it have been worth while

[00:07:26] If one settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl

[00:07:31] And turning toward the window should say

[00:07:34] That is not it at all

[00:07:38] That is not what I meant at all

[00:07:42] No I am not Prince Hamlet nor was meant to be

[00:07:45] Am an attendant lord one that will do

[00:07:51] To swell a progress start a scene or two

[00:07:58] Advise the prince no doubt an easy tool

[00:08:05] Deferential glad to be of use

[00:08:08] Politic cautious and meticulous

[00:08:12] Full of high sentence but a bit obtuse

[00:08:17] At times indeed almost ridiculous

[00:08:20] Almost at times the Fool

[00:08:31] I grow old I grow old

[00:08:34] I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled

[00:08:39] Shall I part my hair behind

[00:08:42] Do I dare to eat a peach

[00:08:45] I shall wear white flannel trousers and walk upon the beach

[00:08:51] I have heard the mermaids singing each to each

[00:08:58] I do not think that they will sing to me

[00:09:04] I have seen them riding seaward on the waves

[00:09:09] Combing the white hair of the waves blown back

[00:09:13] When the wind blows the water white and black

[00:09:20] We have lingered in the chambers of the sea

[00:09:24] By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown

[00:09:30] Till human voices wake us and we drown