funeral song

If these bare walls could sing
若是這些光禿禿的牆面會唱歌
They would sing us a funeral song
那一定是首喪歌
Push their wooden words into your mouth
把那些乾柴般乾硬的詞句塞進你嘴裡
They would not wish to be
它們可不想
A burden to your tongue
讓這首歌沉重得像舌頭上壓著的大石頭
Would not wish to carry on
又不想這首歌能讓你
Too long
輕鬆久唱
With no sorrow
而不覺悲傷
Ask no greater pardon
它們可沒想著抱歉
Than the pattern
為這首喪歌不符喪歌標準這事兒
Time is carving in your skin
記住光陰在鐫刻你的皮囊
If these pale bones could sway
若是這羸弱白骨仍可以晃動
They would march to a funeral song
它們一定會壓著這首喪歌的拍子
And pull their milky way across the yard
偏偏從大院裡走出一條白皚皚的路
They would not wish to keep
它們可不想
You tethered to their arms
用這首歌禁錮你於其臂彎
They would not wish to carry on too far
又不想這首歌能讓你輕鬆久唱
With no sorrow
而不覺悲傷
Ask no greater pardon
它們可沒想著道歉
Than the pattern
為這首喪歌不符喪歌標準這事兒
Time is carving in your skin
記住光陰在鐫刻你的皮囊
Well if I could stretch my ears
若是我有順風耳，我就把它伸到
Into a grand procession
伸到一支長長的宏大的隊伍裡
And circle around your wisdom
然後繞著你的智慧轉圈圈偷聽
Like a song
像縈繞著的一首歌
I would not wish to be
我可不想成為
The fire in your belly
你腹中翻騰的那團火
I would not wish for
又不想
Holding you too long
自己若無事人般惦記你太久
With no sorrow
而不覺悲傷
Ask no greater pardon
我可沒想著道歉
Than the pattern
為這首喪歌不符喪歌標準這事兒
Time is carving in your skin
記住光陰在鐫刻你的皮囊