Love was a promise made of smoke 爱是做烟的承诺

In a frozen copse of trees 在树木冷冻矮林

A bone cold and older than our bodies 骨冷，年纪比我们的身体

Slowly floating in the sea 慢慢地漂浮在海面上

Every morning there were planes 每天早上有飞机

The shiny blades of pagan angels in our father's skies 异教的天使，在我们父亲的天空闪亮的刀

Every evening I would watch her hold the pillow 每天晚上，我看着她抱着枕头

Tight against her hollows, her unholy child 紧贴她的空洞，她的邪恶的孩子

I was still a beggar shaking out my stolen coat 我还是一个乞丐摇了我的大衣被盗

Among the angry cemetery leaves 在愤怒的墓地叶子

When they caught the king beneath the borrowed car 当他们抓到了借来的车底下王

Righteous, drunk, and fumbling for the royal keys 正义，喝醉了，摸索皇家键

   

Love was a father's flag and sung like a shank 爱情是一个父亲的国旗，唱成这样的柄

In a cake on our leather boots 在我们的皮靴蛋糕

A beautiful feather floating down 一个美丽的羽毛飘下来

To where the birds had shit on empty chapel pews 到那里的鸟儿有狗屎空的教堂长椅

Every morning we found one more machine 每天早上，我们发现多了一个机

To mock our ever waning patience at the well 嘲笑我们不断减弱耐心的好

Every evening she'd descend the mountain stealing socks 每天晚上，她下山偷袜子

And singing something good where all the horses fell 和唱歌好东西，所有的马匹下跌

Like a snake within the wilted garden wall 像枯萎的花园围墙内的蛇

I'd hint to her every possibility 我暗示她的每一种可能性

While with his gun the pagan angel rose to say 虽然与他的枪异教天使玫瑰说

"My love is one made to break every bended knee" “我的爱是取得突破的每个弯曲膝盖”