Behind a nation's blind salute 一个国家的盲目致敬的背后

Behind "my country `tis of thee" “我的祖国`那朵你了”的背后

Behind the pain that won't compute 不会计算背后的痛

Erase the memory of Shadowland. 抹去虚幻的存储器。

   

An open wound that never heals 一个开放的伤口永远不会愈合

A bone that never seems to set 骨似乎永远不会设置

A mind that thinks but never feels 一记认为，但从来没有感觉

The face we've never met from Shadowland. 我们从来没有从虚幻满足的脸。

   

They tell us time and time again 他们告诉我们，一次又一次

They only want a few good men 他们只想要一个少有的好男人

They lead us through the lion's den 他们带领我们走过了狮子的巢穴

To Shadowland. 为了虚幻。

   

The world would just as soon forget 全世界只想尽快忘记

And watch the wreckage drift ashore 看着残骸漂流上岸

Ten years reduced to one regret 十年减少到一个遗憾

The baggage of war from Shadowland. 从虚幻战争的包袱。

   

Don't ask us how our names were lost 不要问我们怎么我们的名字丢失

Our nation did a sleight of hand 我们的国家做了手的花招

We never saw the line we crossed 我们从来没有见过我们冲过终点线

That took us into Shadowland. 这把我们带到虚幻。

   

They tell us time and time again 他们告诉我们，一次又一次

They only want a few good men 他们只想要一个少有的好男人

They lead us through the lion's den 他们带领我们走过了狮子的巢穴

To Shadowland. 为了虚幻。

   

The son will reap what fathers sow 儿子就会收获什么样的父亲播种

But mothers have to hear the sound 但是，妈妈一定要听到声音

Of the last breath of the boy next door 邻家男孩的最后一口气

Whose life has ended 他的生活已经结束

   

Shadowland, Shadowland, Shadowland. 虚幻，虚幻，虚幻。