My father's stories fell upon us 我父亲的故事落在我们

Filled us with his light 我们充满了他的光

Gospels, fertile minds 福音书，肥沃的心灵

Taking root, taking root 以根，以根

   

His pocket change would jingle 他的口袋里的零钱就叮当

Sacramental bells 圣钟

Heads tucked low 将头埋低

Sneaking peaks, sneaking peaks 偷偷的山峰，山峰偷偷

   

And the rain comes down 和雨归结

It's dark, and the browns 这是黑暗的，而棕色

Begin to bite 开始咬

Here you will always be 在这里，您将永远是

Behind me, and you will not go away 在我身后，你会不会消失

   

There he sleeps, an untamed land 在那里，他睡了，一个野性十足的土地

Dark corners yet discovered 黑暗的角落还发现

   

His heart yet to be 他的心脏却是

Trod upon, trod upon 在踩，踩在

   

I can't bare to hear his breathing 我不能裸露听到他的呼吸

Simply knowing what's to come 仅仅知道什么样的来

   

I can't bare to hear your breathing 我不能裸听你的呼吸

Knowing what's to come 知道什么样的来