Remember the morning we dug up your gun 还记得那个早晨，我们挖了你的枪

The worms in the barrel, the hanging sun 在桶，挂晒虫

Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin 那些第一次紧张的香水和杜松子酒的晚上

The lost smell on your breath as I helped you get it in 失落的气味在你的呼吸，我帮你得到它

The rush of your lips, the feel of your name 你的嘴唇的高峰，你的名字感觉

The beat in your heart, the devil's arcade 在你的心脏跳动，魔鬼的街机

   

You said "Heroes are needed, so heroes get made" 你说：“需要英雄，所以英雄被制造”

Somebody made a bet, somebody paid 有人打赌，有人支付

The cool desert morning and nothing to save 凉爽的沙漠早晨并没有什么保存

Just metal and plastic where your body caved 就在金属和塑料的地方你的身体塌陷

The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray 扑克中尉雷缓慢的游戏

In the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name 在病房里与蓝色的墙壁，没有名字的海洋

Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil's arcade 你睡过漂泊与魔鬼的街机英雄

   

You sleep and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James 你睡觉，你的梦想，你的好友查理和詹姆斯

And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin 与你的皮肤上厚厚的沙尘醒

   

[Instrumental] [器乐]

   

Voice says "don't worry, I'm here 的声音说： “别担心，我在这里

Just whisper the word tomorrow in my ear" 只是小声的话明天在我耳边“

House on a quiet street, a home for the brave 房子在一条安静的街道上，一个家庭的勇敢

A glorious kingdom with the sun on your face 光荣国与你脸上的阳光

Rising from a long night as dark as the grave 从一个漫长的夜晚一样黑暗的坟墓上升

On a thin chain of next moments and something like faith 在细链下一个时刻和类似信仰

On a morning to order a breakfast to make 在一上午的订购早餐，使

A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits 一张床披着阳光，那等待身体

For the touch of your fingers, the end of the day 为触摸手指，在一天结束时

The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart 你的心脏的跳动，心脏的跳动

The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart 你的心脏的跳动，心脏的跳动

The beat of your heart, the beat of her heart 你的心脏的跳动，她的心脏的跳动

The beat of your heart, the slow burning away 你的心脏的跳动，慢燃远

Of the bitter fires of the devil's arcade 魔鬼的街机的苦火灾