歌词
it was just before the moon hung
在月亮悬挂起前
her weary, heavy hating
她倦乏又沉重的恨意
the gallows and the graves hold
绞架与坟墓攒着
the milky, milky cradle
乳白的、污浊的吊架啊
his tears have turned to poppies
他的泪滴已冷却成血红的罂粟
a shimmer in the midnight
一簇夜半的微光
a flower in the twilight
一枝黄昏的鲜花
and her screaming,is in his screaming
而她的呼喊，伴随着他的尖叫
her screaming in the willow
她的呼喊隐没于柳枝叶
they took him to the gallows
他们掳他去绞架
he fought them all the way though
路上他从未停止过挣扎
and when they asked us how we knew his name
而当他们问我们何时与他相识时
we died just before him
我们早已比他先行一步
her eyes are in the flowers
她的眼珠滚在花朵里
her hands are in the branches
她的双手垂在树杈上
her voice is in the breezes
她的声息湮在轻风中
and her screaming
而她的呼喊
is in his screaming
交织着他的尖叫
her screaming in the willow tree
她隐没在柳枝叶里的呼喊
we're waiting by the willow
我们正在柳枝下等着
her milky, milky cradle
她的乳白的、污浊的绞架啊
her lock it's long and roasted
她的一缕被焚烧过的长发
his picture worn and weathered
他的一张已风化的旧照片
her hair is in the garden
她的头发埋在花园下
her roses in the toeses
她的脚趾绽出了玫瑰
her rules are in the blossoms
她的教条沉睡在花丛
her eyes are in the branches
她的眼球嵌在树杈里
and her screaming
而她的呼喊
is in his screaming
纠结着他的尖叫
her screaming in the willow tree
她烙印在柳树上的呼喊啊
and her screaming
而她的呼喊啊
her screaming in the willow tree
她已烙印在柳树上的呼喊。
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