The mascara'd blonde from the Berliner bar 来自柏林的酒吧的mascarad金发

Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze 上升时在黄昏，被身着发呆

Black leather crackles and cold water runs 黑色皮革爆裂声和冷水运行

As she touches the walls of memory maze 当她触及的记忆迷宫的墙壁

And the shadows of men she has known fill her day 和男人的影子，她已经知道她补一天

She's held half the world in her arms so they say 她持有一半的世界在她的怀里所以他们说

But she wakes up without them with a hole in her heart 不过，她醒了没有他们在她的心脏有孔

And she puts on her clothes lives her life behind bars 她穿上她的衣服住她的铁窗生涯

   

The mascara'd blonde from the Berliner bar 来自柏林的酒吧的mascarad金发

Sighs at the skylight gets lost in the haze 叹了口气，在天窗丢失的阴霾

Black leather crackles and cold water runs 黑色皮革爆裂声和冷水运行

As she touches the walls of her memory maze 当她触摸她的记忆迷宫的墙壁

   

Someone got stranded in no man's land 有人搁浅在无人区

Dancing in the spotlight to the sound of clapping hands 在聚光灯下跳舞拍手的声音

Nobody knows who's side he was on 没有人知道谁的身边，他是在

It's a risk that you take in no man's land 这是你参加无人区风险

Nobody knows what made him decide 没有人知道是什么让他决定

To run for freedom and to certain suicide 竞选自由和某些自杀

When they turn off the guns and his fingers uncurl 当他们关掉枪和他的手指将其展平

He's clutching a photograph of a Berlin party girl 他抓着的柏林派对女孩的照片

   

Come in from your checkpoints on your lonely roads 从你的检查站来在你寂寞的道路

Come in from your ditches in your silent fields 从水沟进来，在你的沉默场

Where intensified light from a rifle sight 凡从步枪视线增强光

Makes the darkness day 让黑暗的一天

And the day too bright, 和天太亮，

   

And we wake up without you 我们醒了没有你

We wake up without you 我们醒了，没有你

With a hole in our hearts 在我们心中一个洞

   

You mad dog shaven head bottle-boy freaks 你疯狗光头瓶的男孩怪胎

In Martens and khaki, drunk on sake 在马丁和卡其色，醉在酒

You stare at yourself in the cruel flush of dawn 您在黎明的狠心冲洗盯着自己

Terrified, sunken eyed, withered and drawn 吓坏了，眼睛凹陷，干枯画

The butcher, the baker, the munitions maker 屠夫，面包师，弹药制造商

The over-achiever, the armistice breaker 过成功者，停战断路器

The freebase instructor, the lightning conductor 游离碱教练，避雷针

The psycho, the sailor, the tanker, the tailor 的心理，水手，加油机，裁缝

The black market mailer 黑市邮件

The quick and the dead 在活人死人

The spotlight dancer 聚光灯下的舞者

The quick and the dead 在活人死人

We wake up without you 我们醒了，没有你

With a hole in our hearts 在我们心中一个洞

   

The mascara'd blonde from the Berliner bar 来自柏林的酒吧的mascarad金发

Rises at twilight, gets dressed in a daze 上升时在黄昏，被身着发呆