When you were younger, you had nightmares 当你年轻，你做恶梦

You had scissor-pain and phantom limbs 你有剪刀的疼痛和肢体幻象

And things that kept you nervous 而事情让你紧张

Through that twelve-year interim 通过12年的中期

   

When you fell crossing that street 当你爱上穿越那条街

South of Houston, old Manhattan land 休斯顿以南，老曼哈顿的土地

Those nightmares fell from building-tops 那些噩梦从建筑物顶部下跌

And took you by the hand 并把你的手

   

And you were brought into those rooms 而你被带进这些房间

With sliding curtains, shining children's heads 随着滑动窗帘，闪亮的儿童头

And one of them, that boy 而其中一人，那小子

Was not as lucky as you then 没有那么幸运，你那么

   

But he returns to you at night 但他回到你晚上

Just when you think you might have fallen asleep 当你认为你可能已经睡着了

His face is up against yours 他的脸是起来反对你

And you're too terrified to speak 和你太害怕说话

   

Oh, Sylvia 哦，西尔维亚

Oh, Sylvia 哦，西尔维亚

You may think that I'm not listening 你可能认为我不听

But I am, goddamn, I am 但我，该死的，我

   

I won't pretend I understand 我不会假装我知道

Because I can't, and know I never will 因为我不能，而且知道我永远也不会

But something makes you sting 但有些事让你刺

And something makes you want to kill 有什么东西让你想杀人

   

It made you crawl under that house 它让你在那家爬

And stick your head under the stove 并坚持灶下你的头

It's all connected 这一切都连接

In those complicated nightmares that you wove 在你编织的复杂噩梦

   

Oh, Sylvia 哦，西尔维亚

Oh, Sylvia 哦，西尔维亚

You may think that I'm not listening 你可能认为我不听

But I am, goddamn, I am 但我，该死的，我