Angel comes home 安琪回家

His clothes in a cloud 他在云服

Of the dust and the dirt and destruction 灰尘和污垢和破坏

   

She waits inside 她等待中

She knows he's arrived 她知道他的到来

She feels this with no introduction 她觉得这没有引进

   

At angel's door, 在天使的大门，

You have to leave it on the floor, 你必须把它放在地板上，

Don't bring it in. 不要把它。

   

He can't show 他不能显示

What she doesn't want to know 她并不想知道些什么

Those things he's seen. 那些东西他看到。

   

She knows the smell 她知道气味

Of that life he can't tell 在生活中，他也说不清

Of the fires and the flesh and confusion 大火将肉和混乱

   

Inside his brain 在他的大脑

It's never the same 这是从来没有相同的

Though he tries to maintain the illusion 虽然他试图维持的假象

   

At angel's door, 在天使的大门，

You have to leave it on the floor, 你必须把它放在地板上，

Don't bring it in. 不要把它。

   

He can't show 他不能显示

What she doesn't want to know 她并不想知道些什么

Those things he's seen. 那些东西他看到。

   

Angel comes home 安琪回家

His clothes in a cloud 他在云服

Of the dust and the dirt and destruction 灰尘和污垢和破坏