Story Of Isaac

Suzanne Vega1995年1月1日

Story Of Isaac - Suzanne Vega (蘇珊·薇格)

Written by:Leonard Cohen

The door it opened slowly


My father he came in I was nine years old


And he stood so tall above me


His blue eyes they were shining


And his voice was very cold


He said I've had a vision


And you know I'm strong and holy

I must do what I've been told


So he started up the mountain


I was running he was walking


And his axe was made of gold


The trees they got much smaller


The lake a lady's mirror


We stopped to drink some wine


Then he threw the bottle over


Broke a minute later


And he put his hand on mine


I thought I saw an eagle


But might have been a vulture

I never could decide


Then my father built an altar


He looked once behind his shoulder


He knew I would not hide


You who build these altars now


To sacrifice these children

You must not do it anymore


For a scheme is not a vision


And you never have been tempted

By a demon or a god


You who stand above them now


Your hatchets blunt and bloody

You were not there before


When I lay upon a mountain


And my father's hand was trembling


With the beauty of the word


And if you call me brother now


Forgive me if I inquire

Just according to whose plan


When it all comes down to dust


I will kill you if I must

I will help you if I can


When it all comes down to dust


I will help you if I must

I will kill you if I can


And mercy on our uniform


Man of peace or man of war


The peacock spreads his fan