I wonder if this blade ran through someone's side 不知过别人的面这样的刀片跑

The blood wiped away to hide 血擦干隐藏

How evil you grandfather was 'fore he died 如何邪恶，你祖父是前就死了

But war can make monsters out of us all 但是，战争可以使怪物掉我们所有的

I'm sure I'd become one if I was called 我敢肯定，我会成为一个，如果我被称为

And then it would be my blade 然后它会成为我的刀

Here at this yardsale 在这里，在这个yardsale

   

The guitar I am holding is way out of tune 我抱着吉他的方式格格不入

The neck it is warped and the saddle is through 颈部是扭曲和鞍通过

I wonder if sweet music ever was played 我不知道是否悦耳的音乐曾被打

From the hands of a boy to a girl in the shade 从一个男孩的手在树荫下一个女孩

From this rickety ghost of a song 从歌曲的这个摇摇晃晃的鬼

Here at this yardsale 在这里，在这个yardsale

   

A dollar for anything here on this quilt 一块钱的东西在这张被子

A price tag for hands from which all things are built 从所有的东西都建立在价格标签的手

A blanket of voices speak pleasure in shame 声音的毯子说高兴的耻辱

Flowers of plastic and fruit of the same 塑料的相同和水果花

A basket of nothing at all 一篮什么都没有

Here at this yardsale 在这里，在这个yardsale

   

So if I had the money I'd buy everything 所以，如果我有钱我就买一切

And cover the whole lot with good gasoline 并覆盖整个地段好的汽油

And burn it for all that I care for the past 烧了所有我关心的过去

And rid mother earth of what never should last 和什么不应该持续摆脱地球母亲

And give her the present of ash 并给她灰的现

Made of a yardsale 做了yardsale的