A Gothic Love Song

I'm clicking your fingers
我與你指尖相觸
for a gothic twilight
只為觸及那縷哥特的暮光
that actually existed
它僅僅存在於
just in your head
你的腦海之中
your fingernails painted black or bloodred I forget
你的指甲是黑色還是血紅我忘記
and your fake-leather volumes jabbering on hell
而你以假革裝訂的繪卷正在地獄裡喃語
manifest decadence was what you hoped to exhale
你希望發散出那種鮮明的頹廢
your eyes tried so hard to glitter
你的雙眸極力閃動著光芒
a star-snuffing black so you opened your books
對抗這吞噬星辰的黑夜而你翻開了你的書頁
and you opened your legs and so opened your heart
你打開了你的雙腿同時打開了你的心
and let in the badness you claimed as your friend
你容允邪惡造訪其中宣稱這是你的朋友
with un-angels hovering like flies around the orchard
盤旋著的墮落天使們如同果蠅一般
that had covered your soul their empire increasing
蒙蔽了你的靈魂他們的領土在擴張
and your country deserted by your self
而你的國家被你親手埋葬
the bells of st. mary call us to remember
聖瑪麗的鐘聲讓我們記起
that life is with end
生命苦短終有盡時
and the gestures can kill us moreover destroy
這姿態會加害於我們直至摧毀殆盡
and there is one judgment only
而審判只會有一次
your letters came daily in french or in german
你的信每天都來法語或德語寫就
but they meant to me nothing i caught the slow chords
但它們對我毫無意義我發現沉重的弦音
and dry ice fogging your mind
和乾冰的濃霧模糊了你的心
i see all too clearly now why you could be discarded
現在我已經看透一切你被拋棄的原因
and though i could pray for you i probably shan't
然而我依然為你祈禱或許不該如此
having had my cup filled up with your lies and your make -up
我的生命已被你的謊言和偽裝所填滿
you were nothing thinking you're something
你自以為是但你百無一是
and nonetheless i still write this gothic love song
即便如此我依然寫下這首哥特的情歌
a sign to myself and the memory of my past
作為我和我曾經的回憶的祭奠
i still write this gothic love song
我依然寫下這首哥特的情歌
a sign to myself and the memory of my past
祭奠我和我曾經的回憶
and a way to shut out your face
並以此淡忘你的面容