歌词
Silence drawing the crowd
沉寂与缄默从人群中延伸
Surely you would have known
你一定早已心知肚明
Never could have read it aloud
未曾能将其放声读出
Woven webs cover the walls
细细编织的蛛网笼盖着墙壁
Wine stains on the floor
葡萄酒的痕迹
Of the Oslo novelist now
还遗留在oslo作家的地板上
Come tomorrow this will all be gone
如果明天再来，这一切都将消逝
Finally nothing to say
终于已无更多言语
More empty words on the page
纸上又有了许多空洞的文字
Pour a glass all the ribbons are dry
在干燥的绸缎旁，独酌一杯小酒
Raise a toast for the novelist tonight
在夜晚为作家烤上一片吐司
Sun down fell, starting to wake
夕阳西下，缓缓苏醒
Tragedy at a time
辛酸又一次涌上心头
Getting later and later every day
一天变得越来越晚
Words in lines, alight
一行行的文字燃烧着
Can't decide, how to make this end any other way
心犹未决，如何使它完结
Come tomorrow this will all be gone
如果明日再见，这一切终将远去
Finally nothing to say
终于已无更多言语
More empty words on the page
纸上的文字变得愈加空虚
Pour a glass all the ribbons are dry
在干燥的绸缎旁，独酌一杯小酒
Raise a toast for the novelist tonight
在夜晚为作家烤上一片吐司
Come tomorrow this will all be gone
直到明日，一切将不复存在
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