There is a wind blowing in my heart, 有一种风吹在我的心脏，

and with my eyes I cannot see my way out of the dark. 并与我的眼睛我看不到我的方式走出黑暗。

I am a wolf in my bare feet, praying for a spark. 我在我的脚裸狼，祈求火花。

And as I sleep I feel the rain as it rips my throat apart. 当我睡觉，我觉得雨，因为它撕裂我的喉咙分开。

And my paw prints are stained with blood, 我的掌印都血迹斑斑，

I follow the moon when I can't trust the sun. 我按照我不能相信太阳的月亮。

   

I've been unfaithful, I let these hands sink so low. 我不忠，我让这双手下沉这么低。

If I'm an angel, why do these wings cut my throat? 如果我是天使，为什么这些翅膀割断我的喉咙？

What beauty lies here in this pile of broken bones? 有什么优点在于在这个一堆碎骨头？

Without you I would never know. 如果没有你，我永远不会知道。

   

There's an answer, somewhere in the sky, 有一个答案，在天空的地方，

but like the Earth, I will accept that every flower grows and dies, 但像地球，我会接受每一朵花儿生长和死亡，

but if you just look close enough 但如果你只是看不够紧密

you will see it in my eyes.. 你会看到它在我眼里..

That's Heaven's what I seek, but Hell is what I find. 这天是我追求的，但地狱是什么，我觉得。

And my paw prints are stained with blood, 我的掌印都血迹斑斑，

I follow the moon when I can't trust the sun. 我按照我不能相信太阳的月亮。

   

I've been unfaithful, I let these hands sink so low. 我不忠，我让这双手下沉这么低。

If I'm an angel, why do these wings cut my throat? 如果我是天使，为什么这些翅膀割断我的喉咙？

What beauty lies here in this pile of broken bones? 有什么优点在于在这个一堆碎骨头？

Without you I would never know. 如果没有你，我永远不会知道。

   

The cigarettes, the nicotine, the alcohol, the crazy dreams 香烟，尼古丁，酒精，疯狂的梦想

are all the things that make me out to be so human. 都使我是那么人类的东西。

Never knowing what I want, just trying to love what I got, 永远不知道我想要什么，只是想爱我得到了什么，

I don't know if I'm here or not, 我不知道如果我在这里还是不行，

I might lose it! 我可能会失去它！

   

What the hell is it that you want from me?! 这到底是什么，你想从我这里？

I'm losing everything! 我失去了一切！

I'm just trying to breathe.. 我只是想呼吸..

I'm just trying to breathe.. 我只是想呼吸..

And what is it that you want from me? 并且它是什么，你想从我吗？

I'm losing everything! 我失去了一切！

I'm just trying to breathe. 我只是想呼吸。

I'm just trying to breathe! 我只是想呼吸！

   

I've been unfaithful, I let these hands sink so low. 我不忠，我让这双手下沉这么低。

If I'm an angel, why do these wings cut my throat? 如果我是天使，为什么这些翅膀割断我的喉咙？

What beauty lies here in this pile of broken bones? 有什么优点在于在这个一堆碎骨头？

Without you I would never know. 如果没有你，我永远不会知道。