Sarah wrote epistles on the subject of despair 莎拉写书信绝望的主题

on the only night last year when there was no love in the air. 去年只有晚上有在空气中没有爱。

Listen friend she wrote, and I heard her pen cry before it broke. 听朋友她写了，我听到了她的哭声笔之前就坏了。

Who are we and why, oh why can't we behave? 我们是谁，为什么，为什么我们不能表现？

We are good people, aren't we? Do you know? 我们都是善良的人，不是吗？你知道吗？

   

Jon-jon had surprising eyes and narrow black suede shows, 乔恩 - 乔恩不得不令人惊讶的目光和狭隘的黑色麂皮显示，

a war to fight in Paris and a sister with the blues. 战争在巴黎打和布鲁斯一姐。

Pusique ton papa est en voyage you've heard your mother making Pusique吨爸爸EST EN远航，你听说过你的母亲制作

love is not what we are Jon-jon, you and I 爱情不是我们所乔恩 - 乔恩，你和我

are rats at cupids table but we're fine. 在大鼠丘比特表，但是我们很好。

   

In the darkest corner of a downstairs gathering 在楼下聚集的最黑暗的角落

ladybirds and pirate cowboys, made up, conversing. 瓢虫和海盗牛仔，取得了起来，交谈。

Islands sinking from musicians, bedtime stories, York Magicians, 群岛由音乐家，睡前故事，纽约魔术师下沉，

but you don't have to worry darling, frozen hearts leave 但你不必担心，亲爱的，冰冻的心离开

seetrough scarring, and no one else will know unless you tell. seetrough疤痕，没有人会知道，除非你告诉。

   

Drink to ghosts of past years' catastrophic love affairs, 喝过往数年的灾难性的爱情鬼，

to robes of red and silver tales worn thin from too much care. 对磨薄了，从太在乎红色和银色长袍的故事。

Comfort doesn't always come in glasses, but perhaps tonight 舒适并不总是戴眼镜，但也许今晚

I won't be the only one with blue headlights. 我不会是唯一一个有蓝色大灯。

   

Come on ladies, take your love to town. 拜托各位，把你的爱给小镇。

Pick it up boys, take your love to town. 把它捡起来的男孩，把你的爱给小镇。

Everybody, take your love to town. 每个人，把你的爱给小镇。