Gently they stir, gently rise 他们轻轻搅拌，轻轻上扬

The dead are newborn awakening 死者中有新生儿的觉醒

With ravaged limbs and wet souls 随着肆虐的四肢和潮湿的灵魂

Gently they sigh in rapt funeral amazement 轻轻的他们全神贯注的葬礼惊奇地感叹

Who called these dead to dance? 谁称这些死跳舞吗？

Was it the young woman learning to play the ghost song on her baby grand? 是不是年轻女子学习弹鬼歌在她的宝贝大？

Was it the wilderness children? 它是旷野的孩子？

Was it the ghost god himself, stuttering, cheering, chatting blindly? 是不是鬼神自己，口吃，欢呼，聊天盲目？

I called you up to anoint the earth 我叫你起来膏地球

I called you to announce sadness falling like burned skin 我叫你宣布悲伤落下像皮肤烧伤

I called you to wish you well 我打电话给你祝你顺利

To glory in self like a new monster 荣耀自我像一个新的怪物

And now I call you to pray 现在我叫你祈祷