Six Songs on Liberty and Slavery - IV. Sympathy (六首歌曲的自由和奴役 - 第四乐章 同情) (African American Poets in Song)-Steven Kimbrough/Mary K. Jackson/Maureen Kelly

[ti:Six Songs on Liberty and Slavery : IV. Sympathy (African American Poets in Song)] [ar:Steven Kimbrough/Mary K. Jackson/Maureen Kelly] [al:Songs of Freedom, Justice & Peace] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]IV. Sympathy (第四乐章 同情) (African American Poets in Song) - Steven Kimbrough/Mary K. Jackson/Maureen Kelly [00:15.82]I know what the caged bird feels alas [00:23.37] [00:24.02]When the sun is bright on the upland slopes [00:30.26]When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass [00:38.19]And the river flows like a stream of glass [00:46.81]When the first bird sings and the first bud opes [00:55.22]And the faint perfume from it's chalice steals [01:03.67] [01:07.88]I know what the caged bird feels [01:15.46] [01:16.47]I know why the caged bird beats his wing [01:20.85]Till it's blood is red on the cruel bars [01:25.40]For he must fly back to his perch and cling [01:29.88]When he fain would be on the bough a swing [01:35.80] [01:37.23]And a pain still throbs in the old old scars [01:43.27]And they pulse again with a keener sting [01:49.80]I know why he beats his wing [01:58.21] [02:15.98]I know why the caged bird sings ah me [02:23.57] [02:24.26]When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore [02:30.50]When he beats his bars and he would be free [02:38.99]It is not a carol of joy or glee [02:46.41] [02:47.87]But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core [02:55.13]But a plea that upward to Heaven he flings [03:04.33] [03:05.95]I know why the caged bird sings