Newborn Awakening
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding.
印第安人四散在黎明的高速公路上流血不止
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile egg-shell mind
鬼魂挤满了这个小孩脆弱的蛋壳般的头脑
Blood in the streets
街头血流成河
In the town of New Haven.
在纽黑文镇
Blood stains the roofs
屋顶上血迹斑斑
And the palm trees of Venice.
还有威尼斯的棕榈树
Blood in my love
血在我的爱里（流淌）
In the terrible summer.
在可怖之夏
Bloody red sun of
血红的太阳（在）
Phantastic L.A.
虚幻洛杉矶
Blood screams her brain
血在她脑中嘶鸣
As they chop off her fingers.
他们看下她的手指
Blood will be born
血将流出
In the birth of a nation.
在国家的诞生之时
Blood is the rose of
血是秘密联盟的
Mysterious union.
玫瑰
Blood on the rise,
血在上升
It's following me.
它在伴我而流
印第安，印第安
Indian, Indian
你为何而逝？
What did you die for?
印第安静默无言
Indian says nothing at all.
他们轻轻搅动
Gently they stir.
缓缓上升
Gently rise.
死者是新生的觉醒
The dead are new-born awakening.
携着蹂躏的四肢
With ravaged limbs
和潮湿的灵魂
And wet souls.
他们轻轻叹息
Gently they sigh
沉浸在葬礼的惊愕中
In rapt funeral amazement.
谁叫这些死人跳舞?
Who called these dead to dance?
是那个年轻的女人吗
Was it the young woman
学习演奏“鬼歌”
Learning to play the "Ghost Song"
用她那架小型钢琴
In her baby grand
是那荒原上的孩童吗？
Was it the wilderness children?
是鬼神自己
Was it the Ghost-God himself,
口吃，欢呼
Stuttering, cheering,
随意地聊天？
Chatting blindly?
我给你打过电话是
I called you up to
神圣地球
Annoint the earth.
我打电话通知你
I called you to announce
悲伤下落似乎要
Sadness falling like
灼烧肌肤
Burned skin.
我给你打电话是祝你身体健康
I called you to wish you well
像个新型怪物一样以自我为荣
To glory in self like a new monster
现在我呼吁你们祈祷
And now I call on you to pray