Steer Your Way - Leonard Cohen (莱昂纳德·科恩)

Written by：Leonard Cohen

Steer your way past the ruins of the altar and the mall

Steer your way through the fable of creation and the fall

Steer your way past the palaces that rise above the rot

Year by year month by month day by day

Thought by thought

Steer your heart past the truth that you believed in yesterday

Such as fundamental goodness and the wisdom of the way

Steer your heart precious heart past the women whom you bought

Year by year month by month day by day

Thought by thought

Steer you way through the pain that is far more real than you

That smashed the cosmic model that blinded every view

And please don't make me go there though there be a god or not

Year by year month by month day by day

Thought by thought

They whisper still the injured stones

The blunted mountains weep

As he died to make men holy

Let us die to make things cheap

And the mea culpa which you probably forgot

Year by year month by month day by day

Thought by thought

Steer your way o my heart though I have no right to ask

To the one who was never never equal to the task

Who knows he's been convicted who knows he will be shot

Year by year month by month day by day

Thought by thought

They whisper still the injured stones

The blunted mountains weep

As he died to make men holy

Let us die to make things cheap

And the mea culpa which you gradually forgot

Year by year month by month day by day

Thought by thought