Hot breath, rough skin, 灼热的呼吸，皮肤粗糙，

warm laughs and smiling, 温暖的笑，微笑，

the loveliest words whispered and meant - 最可爱的话低声的意思 -

you like all these things. 你喜欢这些东西。

   

But, though you like all these things, 不过，即使你所有的这些东西，

you love a stone. You love a stone, 你爱的石头。你爱一个石头，

because it's smooth 因为它的光滑

and it's cold. 和它的寒冷。

   

And you'd love most to be told 和你最喜欢被告知

that it's all your own. 这都是你自己的。

   

You love white veins, you love hard grey, 你爱白，脉，你爱的辛苦灰色，

the heaviest weight, the clumsiest shape, 分量最重的clumsiest形状，

the earthiest smell, the hollowest tone - 在earthiest气味， hollowest音 -

you love a stone. 你爱的石头。

   

And I'm found too fast, called too fond of flames, 而且我发现得太快，叫太喜欢火焰，

and then I'm phoning my friends, 然后我打电话给我的朋友们，

and then I'm shouldering the blame, 然后我肩负的责任，

while you're picking pebbles out of the drain, miles ago. 你捡鹅卵石出漏，十里前的一段时间。

   

You're out singing songs, and I'm down shouting names 你唱出来的歌，我倒喊名字

at the flickerless screen, going fucking insane. 在无闪烁的屏幕，去他妈的疯了。

Am I losing my cool, overstating my case? 难道我失去了冷静，拔高我的情况？

Well, baby, what can I say? 好了，宝贝，我能说什么呢？

   

You know I never claimed that I was a stone. 你知道我从来没有声称我是一块石头。

And you love a stone. 和你爱的石头。

   

You love white veins, you love hard grey, 你爱白，脉，你爱的辛苦灰色，

the heaviest weight, the clumsiest shape, 分量最重的clumsiest形状，

the earthiest smell, the hollowest tone - 在earthiest气味， hollowest音 -

you love a stone. 你爱的石头。

   

You love a stone, because it's dark, and it's old, 你爱一个石头，因为它是黑暗的，而它的老，

and if it could start being alive you'd stop living alone. 如果它可以开始活着，你别再独自生活。

   

And I think I believe that, if stones could dream, 我想我相信，如果石头会做梦，

they'd dream of being laid side-by-side, piece-by-piece, 他们会梦见被解雇并排侧，片逐片，

and turned into a castle for some towering queen 而变成了城堡的一些高耸的女王

they're unable to know. 他们是无法知道的。

   

And when that queen's daughter came of age, 而当女王的女儿来了年龄，

I think she'd be lovely and stubborn and brave, 我想她会很可爱，倔强和勇敢，

and suitors would journey from kingdoms away 而追求者会走的旅程从王国

just to make themselves known. 只是为了宣传自己。

   

And I think that I know the bitter dismay 我认为，我所知道的苦不舍

of a lover who brought fresh bouquets every day 每一天谁带来了新鲜的花束的情人

when she turned him away to remember some knave 当她转身他去记住一些无赖

who once gave just one rose, one day, years ago. 谁曾经给了短短的玫瑰，有一天，年前。