《Angels Fall》

at the loser's ball
站在失败者扔下的球上
you were pretty and tall
你看上去又高又漂亮
writing in the wall in your childish scrawl
用你小孩涂鸦般的笔触在墙上歪歪扭扭地写着
pretty and tall, you were born to fall
你又高又漂亮，你注定是要跌落的
they were on their knees, they were wailing:
他们跪着臣服，他们大声哭号
burn your wings on the sun
你的翅膀在阳光下烧灼

trying to lose everyone
试图远离所有人
burn your wings on the sun
炙热阳光灼伤翅膀
and you're falling, falling
你正在坠落，无止境地坠落
cold nights spent
把寒冷的夜
dreaming other men's words
浪费在想象别人的话上
sleeping in the wings
安静鸟儿的翅膀
of your sedative birds
轻柔裹着入睡的你
hoarding all your charms
藏起你
in your phantom arms
在虚幻的手臂上迷人的锋芒
hiding from the hail and the thunder
蜷缩躲避着冰雹和雷声
burn your wings on the sun
翅膀被耀眼阳光灼伤
trying to love everyone
试着去爱每一个人
burn your wings on the sun
阳光肆意燃烧你的翅膀
and you're falling, falling
于是你无止境地坠落
at the loser's ball
站在失败者垒成的高地上
you were pretty and tall
你又美丽又挺拔
writing in the wall in your childish scrawl
用孩童笔迹磕磕绊绊在墙上写着
pretty and tall, you were born to fall
美丽又挺拔，你这样注定会跌落
they were on their knees, they were wailing:
他们跪着，哭嚎着
burn your wings on the sun
太阳照耀着你灼伤的翅膀
trying to love everyone
试着去爱所有人
burn your wings on the sun
舍弃被阳光燃烧的翅膀吧
and you're falling
你会坠落
burn your wings on the sun
阳光焚毁翅膀
trying to lose everyone
试图远离所有人
burn your wings on the sun
让阳光灼伤的你的翅膀吧
and you're falling
换来无止境的坠落