"Bon Voyage" “一路顺风”

And promptly he hung up the phone 并及时，他就挂了电话

There was a doorbell ringing 有一个门铃响起

So he snuck out onto the terrace 于是，他悄悄在露台上用餐

He said "If these were my last words, 他说：“如果这些是我的最后的话，

would they even make print? 将他们甚至进行打印？

If all I had to say was simply over said 如果我不得不这样说只是在说

by those old heretics." 这些老异端。 “

These words are counterfeit 这些话都是假冒

Xeroxed off of memory 复印的关闭内存

And no one's listening 没有人的听力

Hey 嘿嘿

   

Twilight dawns 暮光之城破晓

All the champagne is gone 所有的香槟已经一去不复返了

All that's left is left behind 所有剩下的留下

Doorbells, still lives 门铃，仍然生活

   

"Since you're leaving “既然你要离开

was it a hollowed out heart? 是它挖空心脏？

It seems like you've been yearning for some wordly position. 好像你一直向往一些世俗的地位。

Somewhere you can curl up in a little ball." 什么地方可以在一个小球蜷缩。 “

   

It seems the world collapses 看来世界坍塌

In the mother's womb 在母亲的子宫里

The place of birth 出生地点

Where we're all condemned 在那里，我们都谴责

It's the warm, sad, jaded end 它是温暖的，悲伤的，厌倦结束

Starving for salvation of a terrace 挨饿的露台救赎

Drunk, tired, and alone 醉了，累了，独自

Farewell dead skin 告别死皮

   

These words are second-hand 这些话是二手

They're dry 他们干的

They're cracked-plastic lies 他们破获塑料谎言

They're cheap old whores 他们是廉价老妓女

Who wasted their lives 谁浪费了自己的生命

In search of the warmest womb 寻找最温暖的子宫