I'm black on blacker velvet, 我是黑色的黑丝绒，

Milk skin and veins, 牛奶皮肤和静脉，

Like some El Greco painting, 像一些埃尔·格列柯的绘画，

So full of pain. 所以充满了痛苦。

So full of longing for light of day. 于是满怀憧憬的出头之日。

I thought I knew who I was in the world. 我想我知道我是谁，在世界上。

But here I am twice blind at being born, 但在这里，我两次在盲目出生，

Crawling to my buried voice, within. 爬行到我埋的声音，内。

And I've forgotten who I used to be. 我已经忘了我是谁曾经是。

And I've forgotten the woman in red, 我已经忘记了红衣女子，

Living her dream. 住她的梦想。

And I've forgotten the courage I used to be. 我已经忘了我曾经的勇气。

Happiness is overrated, 幸福是被高估的，

It never lasts. 它从来都不会长久。

Skating the surface of oceanic depths. 滑冰海洋深处的表面上。

Oh may the fruit of my life be meaning. 哦，也许我的生命的果子来的意思。

So please forgive me all my seriousness, 所以，请原谅我所有的严重性，

My so-called spirituality, 我所谓的灵性，

I'm just a mess. 我只是一个烂摊子。

   

I'm tears and anxiety, 我的眼泪和焦虑，

But I'm unafraid to See. 但我不怕见。

And I've forgotten who I used to be, 我已经忘了我是谁曾经是，

The leader in her glory shining, divining. 在她辉煌的领袖闪耀，占卜。

And I've forgotten, the courage I used to be, 我已经忘了，敢我曾经是，

The middle passage is so damned humbling, persona crumbling, 中间的通道是如此该死的震撼人心，人物摇摇欲坠，

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. 我不知道，我不知道，我不知道，我不知道，我不知道。

And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try. 我努力，我努力，我努力了，我尽力了，我试试。

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, 我不知道，我不知道，我不知道，我不知道，我不知道，

And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try. 我努力，我努力，我努力了，我尽力了，我试试。

Like some El Greco painting, 像一些埃尔·格列柯的绘画，

No sun or sky. 没有太阳或天空。

No lantern, no candle needed to light, 没有灯，没有蜡烛需要光，

The holy radiance behind the eyes. 后面的眼睛的神圣光辉。

And I've forgotten who I used to be. 我已经忘了我是谁曾经是。

And I've forgotten the woman in red, living her dream. 我已经忘记了红衣女子，她的生活梦想。

And I've forgotten the courage I used to be. 我已经忘了我曾经的勇气。

I don't know... 我不知道...