A Clown and His Pipe - Hands Like Houses

A Clown And His Pipe - Hands Like Houses
以下歌词翻译由文曲大模型提供
There's better ways for us to waste our days
我们有更好的方式虚度光阴
Than returning stares that we borrowed for too long
而不是长久地交换那借来的凝视
For too long swallowed up by an empty page
太久太久 被空白吞噬
What starvation feeds you devourer
饥饿滋养着你 吞噬者
Of the words of a thousand authors and poets alike
你吞噬了千位作家与诗人的文字
Wells have emptied to whet your thirst
井水已干 只为解你之渴
So I'll shake out to the last a drop of fluency
所以我会倾尽最后一滴流畅
To carve ink into these precious words
将墨水刻入这些珍贵的文字
To dedicate a thought in desperation
在绝望中献上一个想法
We could light a fire and forge a silver tongue
我们可以点燃火焰，锻造银舌
Drawn beneath our blunt remarks
在我们钝拙的言辞下被牵引
Fashioned from all of our meaningless change
由我们所有无意义的交流塑造
What would it take to pry these ragged teeth to
需要什么才能撬开这些粗糙的牙齿
Tear these jaws apart
撕裂这些下颌
What would it prove to wrench them from my heels to
需要什么才能将它们从我的脚跟中拔出
Shed them from my heart
从我的心中剥离
Swallowing swords sharpened by turning cheeks between blows
在打击之间，我吞下由转身磨利的剑
I feel this is better left a performers art
我觉得这更适合作为表演者的艺术
It's a narrow throat that keeps a razor's edge
狭窄的喉咙让刀锋远离心脏
From the heart
从心底
I'd rather not speak in tongues
我宁愿不说晦涩难懂的话
But I'll take every breath I'll make every breath a
但我会珍惜每一次呼吸，让每一次呼吸都成为
Piper charming flames
吹笛者，吸引火焰
Singing and dancing out from their smouldering bed
从他们闷燃的床榻中歌唱舞动而出
We could light a fire and forge a silver tongue
我们可以点燃火焰，锻造银舌
Drawn beneath our blunt remarks
在我们钝拙的言辞下被牵引
Fashioned from all of our meaningless change
由我们所有无意义的交流塑造
What would it take to pry these ragged teeth to
需要什么才能撬开这些粗糙的牙齿
Tear these jaws apart
撕裂这些下颌
What would it prove to wrench them from my heels to
需要什么才能将它们从我的脚跟中拔出
Shed them from my heart
从我的心中剥离
Swallow the pen devour the sword
吞下笔 吞噬剑
Inhale the proverbs whole
将箴言一饮而尽
Spinning on static gouged before the peak
在巅峰之前被静态所困
In this chaos of frequencies it's so hard to speak
在这频率的混沌中 难以发声
This noise is nameless
这噪音无名无姓
Stumbling like a beggar
如乞丐般踉跄
Desperate for some kind of change
渴望某种改变
We could light a fire and forge a silver tongue
我们可以点燃火焰，锻造银舌
Drawn beneath our blunt remarks
在我们钝拙的言辞下被牵引
Fashioned from all of our meaningless change
由我们所有无意义的交流塑造
What would it take to pry these ragged teeth to
需要什么才能撬开这些粗糙的牙齿
Tear these jaws apart
撕裂这些下颌
What would it prove to wrench them from my heels to
需要什么才能将它们从我的脚跟中拔出
Shed them from my heart
从我的心中剥离