The Earth

Wretched faces. This is nothing new to me, but still, enraptured. Don't keep grabbing the wind. 猥琐的脸。这是什么新的给我，不过，眉飞色舞。不要将抓住风。

This is a loaded gun, this is a loaded question. When can you stop? When is perfection? Maybe I'm already the one out. 这是一把上膛的枪，这是一个加载的问题。你什么时候能停下来？如果是完美的？也许我已经是一出。

Consolidate all your fears. I can't take this, nothing sacred. This is of course as told from the knife. 将所有你的恐惧。我不能接受这个，没有什么神圣的。这当然是从刀告诉记者。

You painted your eyes to make them wide again. I tip my hat to the great, to the classics. This is not my face, this is this weeks fear. 你画你的眼睛，使他们再次偏出。 í提示我的帽子伟大，到经典。这不是我的脸，这是这个星期的恐惧。

This is not my voice. They tell you to speak: the hesitation. This is not my fate. They can't take it away. 这不是我的声音。他们会告诉你说：犹豫。这不是我的命运。他们不能把它拿走。

This is not mine anymore. Take hold, bring it all back down to the first love. This is not my fate. All in vain. 这不是我的了。抓住，把它全部背下来的初恋。这不是我的命运。一切都是徒劳。