[00:00.00]I Pity The Poor Immigrant - Bob Dylan (鲍勃·迪伦) [00:22.97]I pity the poor immigrant [00:28.41]Who wishes he would've stayed home [00:36.47]Who uses all his power to do evil [00:41.97]But in the end is always left so alone [00:50.73]That man whom with his fingers cheats [00:56.22]And who lies with every breath [01:04.94]Who passionately hates his life [01:09.97]And likewise fears his death [01:27.44]I pity the poor immigrant [01:33.19]Whose strength is spent in vain [01:41.50]Whose heaven is like Ironsides [01:47.07]Whose tears are like rain [01:55.63]Who eats but is not satisfied [02:01.19]Who hears but does not see [02:09.57]Who falls in love with wealth itself [02:15.63]And turns his back on me [02:32.13]I pity the poor immigrant [02:37.88]Who tramples through the mud [02:46.01]Who fills his mouth with laughing [02:51.25]And who builds his town with blood [03:00.01]Whose visions in the final end [03:05.57]Must shatter like the glass [03:13.91]I pity the poor immigrant [03:19.41]When his gladness comes to pass