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Last Lonely, And Wretched - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)

You're tired and you're poor

You long to be free

But in this Godforsaken land

You find no home no family

On the many roads that you've wandered

Since the day of your birth

You've become one of the last

Lonely and wretched

Your hair is matted

Your face and hands are dirty

And the years that you've toiled

Must number somewhere near thirty

The deepening of a sadness

Broke finally into madness

You are truly one of the last

Lonely and wretched

Your eyes are wild and frightening

At the same time they are blessed

And I wonder if God died

Turned his back or only just rested

And you walked out on the seventh day

Through the big gates and on your way

To become one of the last

Lonely and wretched

For once you were a child

Your cheeks were red

You were well fed

You laughed and played

Till you got teary

Ran to your mother

When you were weary

But somewhere you were forsaken

Alone I'll not bear the blame

And somehow all was taken

Your mind your body your name

Forgive us our unkindness

Our desertion and our blindness

With you all the last

Lonely and wretched

Forgive us all the last

Lonely and wretched