歌词
I met a young soldier
我曾遇见一位年轻的士兵
He said his name was Killer Kyle
他告诉我他名叫基勒凯尔
He was shakin' all over
他浑身上下都在发抖
Like a night-frightened child
如同一个恐惧夜晚的孩子
This is his story
这是他的故事
It's a tough one for me to sing
我甚至都难以动口唱述
Hard as the squawk and the flap
好比是大声诉苦和神经紧张
And the beat of, the beat of black wings
好比是那黑色翅膀的拍打声
“他们给了我一把枪，” 他说道
"They gave me a gun," he said
并为了权利和荣耀
"They gave me a mission
分配给我一个任务
For the power and the glory
那些宣传，我才不屑一顾
Propaganda, piss on 'em
我的内心深处有一片战域
There's a war zone inside me
我能感受到那股压抑已久的爆发
I can feel things exploding
以至于我耳边的乐曲都不再清晰
I can't even hear the ******* music playing
就因为那
For the beat of
那黑色翅膀的拍打声
The beat of black wings."
他说道，“我从未一无所有过
但现在我什么都不相信了
He said, "I never had nothin'
我的女友堕掉了我们还未出世的孩子
Nothin' I could believe in
她甚至都不心痛！
My girl killed our unborn child
我曾把手放在她的小腹上
Without even grievin'!
感受着孩子在里面踢踹，！
I put my hands on her belly
她也去过几家诊所
To feel the kid kickin', damn!
噢，又是那黑翅的拍打声“
She'd been to some clinic
“他们想要你，他们需要你”
Oh, the beat of black wings."
他们把你训练成杀手
变成地图上的一个大头钉
"They want you, they need you
一些紧张其实你能感同身受
They train you to kill
老人都因为打仗憎恨年轻人
To be a pin on some map
这是最无情的一件事了
Some vicarious thrill
是他们挑起了
The old hate the young
我们却要做替罪羊
That's the whole heartless thing
在那黑翅的拍打声中死去
The old pick the wars
那有个人在用粉笔
We die in 'em
在人行道上画着画
To the beat of, the beat of black wings."
就在他快速画着的同时
大雨落下并冲刷了一切
There's a man drawing pictures
“小姐，麻烦一直上酒
On the sidewalk with chalk
直到我失去一切直觉
Just as fast as he draws 'em
我只不过是暴风雨中的一抹粉笔印
Rain come down and wash 'em off
只不过是那黑色翅膀的一次拍打声而已。”
"Keep the drinks comin' girl
'Til I can't feel anything
I'm just a chalk mark in a rainstorm
I'm just the beat of black wings."
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