By the landfill I rest 当我休息的垃圾填埋场

I burn their clothing before I dig into the ground 我烧自己的衣服以前我挖入地下

I am Janus-faced denial with vines 我二心否认与藤

you're gonna wish you hadn't run 你会希望你没有运行

   

Clarity is calling me 清晰度是叫我

I hear the hums of tiny beating drums 我听到的微小跳动的鼓隆隆作响

I feigned umbrage at my bruising fist í假装不快我青紫的拳头

you're gonna wish you hadn't run 你会希望你没有运行

   

And with these trinkets pale of moon 而这些小饰物苍白的月光

senescent charms become a bludgeon of wrinkles 衰老的魅力成为皱纹的棍棒

when I nurse your tired heart 当我吃奶你疲惫的心脏

   

For every time you hear the strain 对于每次听到应变

of lullabies collapsing 摇篮曲的崩溃

walk towards the echo and let it hold you trembling 走向回声，让它抱着你颤抖

   

Their gourds are punctured easily 他们的葫芦很容易被刺破

amnesia fumes in little twists of silk 失忆烟雾的丝绸小波折

induce this multistrobe with melody 导致这种multistrobe与旋律

you're gonna wish you hadn't run 你会希望你没有运行

   

I sing here at the seedy urn 我唱这在破旧的骨灰盒

my father taught me when I was young 我父亲教我，当我年轻的时候

you wear the tattered fringe of hangnail regalia 你穿倒刺王权的破烂的边缘

you're gonna wish you hadn't run 你会希望你没有运行

   

And with these trinkets pale of moon 而这些小饰物苍白的月光

senescent charms become a bludgeon of wrinkles 衰老的魅力成为皱纹的棍棒

when I nurse your tired heart 当我吃奶你疲惫的心脏

   

For every time you hear the strain 对于每次听到应变

of lullabies collapsing 摇篮曲的崩溃

walk towards the echo and let it hold you trembling 走向回声，让它抱着你颤抖