You'll bruise their hearts, child. 你会伤他们的心，孩子。

You'll live their lives? 你会为自己而活？

You'll fill their shoes, child? 你会填补他们的鞋子，孩子？

You'll still be right? 你仍然是正确的？

You'll speak your words, child. 你会说你的话，孩子。

You're still naive. 你还在天真。

You'll tell your lies, child. 你要告诉你的谎言，孩子。

They'll still believe. 他们还是会相信。

   

All you've ever said about them, it was never right. 所有你曾经说他们，这是从来没有的权利。

Has all you've learned here been forgotten? 拥有所有你在这里学到被遗忘了？

You're the perfect light? 你是完美的光线？

   

Don't strain your head, child, thinking for them. 不要紧张你的头，孩子，想着他们。

Don't place the blame, child. 不要把责任都推，孩子。

Your time will come. 你的时间将到来。

   

All you've ever thought about them, it was never right. 所有你曾经想过，这是从来没有的权利。

Your "open mind" is sealed and settled, locked and bolted tight. 你的“开放的心态”是密封的，结算，锁定螺栓拧紧。

All you've lived is moments in a fraction of their lives. 所有你住的时刻，他们的生活的一小部分。

It's sad you never notice when the stick is in your eye. 这是可悲的，你永远也不会注意到，当棒是在你的眼睛。

   

You'll throw your stones, child. 你会扔你的石头，孩子。

You'll never bleed? 你永远也不会流血？

   

All you've ever said about them, it was never right. 所有你曾经说他们，这是从来没有的权利。

And all you've ever thought about them, it was never right. 和所有你曾经想过，这是从来没有的权利。

The bleeding hearts and artists painted meanings in their songs. 流血的心，艺术家在他们的歌曲画的含义。

And all the little children lost their minds and sang along. 和所有的孩子们失去了他们的头脑，引吭高歌。

All that you said wasn't true. 所有这一切，你说的是不是真的。