听到中间的时候总是能想到一群在沙漠中演奏的行者

吟唱的诗人是有着蓝色眼睛的年轻男子,

提琴由穿着轻薄衣服带着头巾的女子配奏;

竖琴出自壮硕的黑人男子。

风沙粘在他们的衣服上,

恶鸟盘旋着想吃掉他们的肉体,

可他们却依然歌唱。


It's the sigh of wild electricity


I'm on the edge of a cliff


Surpassing


Comfort and security


But here comes a gale


A crippling anger


Sea birds are blown


Into the rocks


Grace is lost to thunder


Thunder


Pressure


Getting


Lower


But see her waters break


Rain falling to the sea


Into a granite wave


A unit


A family


It's just a sigh


Just a sigh


This wild electricity


Made static by industry


Like a bird in an aviary


Singing to the sky


Just singing to be free


To be free




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