Easter Sunday, we were walking. 复活节，我们走。

Easter Sunday, we were talking. 复活节，我们在谈论。

Isabel, my little one, take my hand. Time has come. 伊莎贝尔，我的小家伙，把我的手。时代已经到来。

   

Isabella, all is glowing. 梁洛施，一切都容光焕发。

Isabella, all is knowing. 梁洛施，一切都知道。

And my heart, Isabella. 而我的心脏，伊莎贝拉。

And my head, Isabella. 而我的头，伊莎贝拉。

   

Frederick and Vitalie, savior dwells inside of thee. 弗雷德里克和Vitalie ，救世主住你的里面。

Oh, the path leads to the sun. Brother, sister, time has come. 哦，路径通向太阳。兄弟，姐妹，时代已经到来。

   

Isabella, all is glowing. 梁洛施，一切都容光焕发。

Isabella, all is knowing. 梁洛施，一切都知道。

Isabella, we are dying. 伊莎贝拉，我们正在死去。

Isabella, we are rising. 伊莎贝拉，我们都在上涨。

   

I am the spring, the holy ground, 我是春天，圣洁之地，

the endless seed of mystery, 神秘的无尽的种子，

the thorn, the veil, the face of grace, 刺，面纱，恩典的脸，

the brazen image, the thief of sleep, 厚颜无耻的形象，睡觉的小偷，

the ambassador of dreams, the prince of peace. 梦的使者，和平的王子。

I am the sword, the wound, the stain. 我的剑，伤口，污渍。

Scorned transfigured child of Cain. 该隐的蔑视理想化的孩子。

I rend, I end, I return. í撕裂，我结束，我回。

Again I am the salt, the bitter laugh. 我再一次感到了盐，苦涩的笑。

I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star, 我气的光，黄昏之星子宫，

the ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ 看不见球，导致了鸡舍基督的眼泪

dying and drying as I rise tonight. 垂死的干燥，因为我今晚上升。

   

Isabella, we are rising. 伊莎贝拉，我们都在上涨。

Isabella, we are rising . . . 伊莎贝拉，我们都在上涨。 。 。