Questions for the Angels

作曲 : Paul Simon

作词 : Paul Simon

A pilgrim on a pilgrimage

Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge

His sneakers torn

In the hour when the homeless move their cardboard blankets

And the new day is born

Folded in his backpack pocket

The questions that he copied from his heart

Who am I in this frightening world?

Where will I make my bed tonight?

When twilight turns to dark

Questions for the angels

Who believes in angels?

Fools do

Fools and pilgrims all over the world

If you shop for love in a bargain store

And you don’t get what you bargained for

Can you get your money back?

If an empty train in a railroad station

Calls its final destination

Can you choose another track?

Will I wake up from these violent dreams

With my hair as white as the morning moon?

Questions for the angels

Who believes in angels?

I do

Fools and pilgrims all over the world

Downtown Brooklyn

The pilgrim is passing a billboard

That catches his eye

It’s Jay-Z

He’s got a kid on each knee

He’s wearing clothes that he wants us to try

If every human on the planet and all the buildings on it

Should disappear

Would a zebra grazing in the African Savannah

Care enough to shed one zebra tear?

Questions for the angels

Questions for the angels