歌词翻译 (英文 → 中文)
布鲁图斯
我一生都在注视著他
我讨厌他呼吸的空气，他愚蠢的法令，他的言语如此做作
我讨厌市民聚集在外面的方式
它们紧贴著他的每一次呼吸，紧贴著他的胸膛，让他心中充满了自豪
神谕告诉他要提防想法
如果我说我不希望早逝或消亡，那我就是在撒谎
还是我只是希望我能像你一样？
人们也会将我视为诗人
不只是缪斯女神
哦，这不是真的，我不想伤害你
从出生起我们就像兄弟一样，来自不同的母亲，在同一个子宫里
如果我抛弃了你，愿诸神击倒我
我的兄弟
你做得很漂亮，我永远感激你
我永远不会忘记你让我学会了艺术创作
我知道你对我的爱来自一颗纯洁高尚的心
我爱你，如果你愿意，我会称你为国王
但为什么我每天晚上都睡不著想
而不是你，应该是我？
邪恶的东西从这边来了
当我开始面对它时，我不确定我应该拥抱它，我应该逃跑吗？
是什么激励著我，仇恨还是爱？
更糟糕的是，我也希望成为伟大的人，或者我的母亲希望她有一个儿子？
即使我不能成为那个人，
也许我至少可以帮忙，为他让路，直到他来的那一天
也许我的名字也可以被知道，
我帮助回报人民
恢复了罗马的伟大
布鲁图斯，布鲁图斯，布鲁图斯，布鲁图斯！ [四次]
我的名字是布鲁图斯，我的名字的意思是沉重
所以怀著沉重的心情，我将把这把匕首刺入敌人的心脏
在我的一生中，你是我的老师和朋友
请知道我的行为不仅仅出于嫉妒
我也有命运，这种死亡将是艺术
人们会从四面八方谈论这一天
这个事件将成为历史, 我也会很棒
我不想要你拥有的, 我想成为你
我一直都知道我可以成为那个人
虽然我感受到无尽的痛苦
而我被太阳晒焦了
出身卑微，生于被诅咒的性别
我的名字是布鲁图斯，但人们会叫我雷克斯
我讨厌他呼吸的空气，他愚蠢的法令，他的言语如此做作
我讨厌市民聚集在外面的方式
它们紧贴著他的每一次呼吸，紧贴著他的胸膛，让他心中充满了自豪
神谕告诉他要提防想法
如果我说我不希望早逝或消亡，那我就是在撒谎
还是我只是希望我能像你一样？
人们也会将我视为诗人
不只是缪斯女神
哦，这不是真的，我不想伤害你
从出生起我们就像兄弟一样，来自不同的母亲，在同一个子宫里
如果我抛弃了你，愿诸神击倒我
我的兄弟
你做得很漂亮，我永远感激你
我永远不会忘记你让我学会了艺术创作
我知道你对我的爱来自一颗纯洁高尚的心
我爱你，如果你愿意，我会称你为国王
但为什么我每天晚上都睡不著想
而不是你，应该是我？
邪恶的东西从这边来了
当我开始面对它时，我不确定我应该拥抱它，我应该逃跑吗？
是什么激励著我，仇恨还是爱？
更糟糕的是，我也希望成为伟大的人，或者我的母亲希望她有一个儿子？
即使我不能成为那个人，
也许我至少可以帮忙，为他让路，直到他来的那一天
也许我的名字也可以被知道，
我帮助回报人民
恢复了罗马的伟大
布鲁图斯，布鲁图斯，布鲁图斯，布鲁图斯！ [四次]
我的名字是布鲁图斯，我的名字的意思是沉重
所以怀著沉重的心情，我将把这把匕首刺入敌人的心脏
在我的一生中，你是我的老师和朋友
请知道我的行为不仅仅出于嫉妒
我也有命运，这种死亡将是艺术
人们会从四面八方谈论这一天
这个事件将成为历史, 我也会很棒
我不想要你拥有的, 我想成为你
我一直都知道我可以成为那个人
虽然我感受到无尽的痛苦
而我被太阳晒焦了
出身卑微，生于被诅咒的性别
我的名字是布鲁图斯，但人们会叫我雷克斯
原始歌词 (English)
Brutus
I've been watching him for my entire life
I hate the air he breathes, his foolish decrees, his words so contrived
And I hate the way the townspeople gather outside
They hang on every breath, cling to his chest, home to his heart full of pride
The oracle told him to beware the ides
And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wishing for untimely death or demise
Or am I just wishing I could be like you?
That the people would see me too as a poet
And not just the muse
Oh it's not true, I don't wish harm upon you
From birth we've been like brothers, of different mothers, within the spirit of the same womb
May the gods strike me down if I forsake you
Frater meus
You're beautifully made and to you I'm forever grateful
I'll never forget that you showed me to make art
And I know the love you showed me came from a pure and Noble Heart
I love you and if you want I'll call you king
But why do I lie awake each night thinking
Instead of you, it should be me?
Something wicked this way comes
And as I set to face it I'm unsure should I embrace it, should I run?
What motivates me - hatred or is it love?
What's more wrong - that I too wish to be great or my mother wished she'd had a son?
And even if I can't be the one,
maybe I could at least help, make way for him until the day that he comes
Maybe my name could also be known -
That I helped return good to the people
And restored greatness to Rome
Brutus... [4x]
My name is Brutus and my name means heavy
So with a heavy heart I'll guide this dagger into the heart of my enemy
My whole life you were a teacher and friend to me
Please know my actions are not motivated only by envy
I too have a destiny
This death will be art
The people will speak of this day from near and afar
This event will be history
And I'll be great too
I don't want what you have
I wanna be you
I always knew I could be the one
Though I feel the endless pain of being
And I am scorched by the sun
Of humble origins and born of the cursed sex
My name is Brutus but the people will call me Rex
I hate the air he breathes, his foolish decrees, his words so contrived
And I hate the way the townspeople gather outside
They hang on every breath, cling to his chest, home to his heart full of pride
The oracle told him to beware the ides
And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wishing for untimely death or demise
Or am I just wishing I could be like you?
That the people would see me too as a poet
And not just the muse
Oh it's not true, I don't wish harm upon you
From birth we've been like brothers, of different mothers, within the spirit of the same womb
May the gods strike me down if I forsake you
Frater meus
You're beautifully made and to you I'm forever grateful
I'll never forget that you showed me to make art
And I know the love you showed me came from a pure and Noble Heart
I love you and if you want I'll call you king
But why do I lie awake each night thinking
Instead of you, it should be me?
Something wicked this way comes
And as I set to face it I'm unsure should I embrace it, should I run?
What motivates me - hatred or is it love?
What's more wrong - that I too wish to be great or my mother wished she'd had a son?
And even if I can't be the one,
maybe I could at least help, make way for him until the day that he comes
Maybe my name could also be known -
That I helped return good to the people
And restored greatness to Rome
Brutus... [4x]
My name is Brutus and my name means heavy
So with a heavy heart I'll guide this dagger into the heart of my enemy
My whole life you were a teacher and friend to me
Please know my actions are not motivated only by envy
I too have a destiny
This death will be art
The people will speak of this day from near and afar
This event will be history
And I'll be great too
I don't want what you have
I wanna be you
I always knew I could be the one
Though I feel the endless pain of being
And I am scorched by the sun
Of humble origins and born of the cursed sex
My name is Brutus but the people will call me Rex