The embers of the saint inside of you, 圣人你内心的余烬，

are growing as I'm bathing in your glow. 正在成长为我​​沐浴在你的光芒。

I'm swallowing the poison of your flower, 我吞下你的花之毒，

and hanging on the rising of my low. 而挂在我的低兴起。

   

[chorus] [合唱]

Colorful, and falling from your mouth, 丰富多彩的，从你的嘴里掉落，

like a painted fever in recoil, 像反冲彩绘发烧，

like a lie without the pain. 就像一个没有谎言的痛苦。

On a pillow of your bones, 在你的骨头的枕头，

I will lay across the stones 我会跨过石块铺设

of your shore until the tide comes crawling back. 你的岸边，直到潮来爬回来。

Throw the pillow on the fire, 扔枕头上的火，

make my bed under the eye, 让我在床上的眼睛下，

of your moon until the tide comes crawling back. 你的月亮，直到潮来爬回来。

   

A waning hand on silver granite ways, à减弱的手放在银花岗岩方式，

will men my broken limbs and bend my haze. 将男人我支离破碎的肢体，让我的阴霾。

I'm sleeping in the silence of your voice, 我睡在你的声音的沉默，

I'm cradling the peril of my only choice. 我抱着我的唯一选择了危险。

   

[chorus] [合唱]

   

[bridge] [桥]

Even though the truth can burn inside, 尽管真相能燃烧里面，

or fall behind. 或落后。

I will wander through your open mind, 我会漫步你开放的心态，

and you will find, 你会发现，

no lie can hide. 没有谎言可以隐藏。

   

[chorus] [合唱]