She was on the floor, her face was in her mother's arms. 她在地板上，她的脸是在母亲的怀里。

She had said that she'd been out late with the boys. 她说，她一直不与男生迟到了。

Just another evening, like every other evening 又一个晚上，像其他夜晚

Everything is all the same it seems. 一切都似乎是相同的。

   

Danny always called her on the phone for no special reason, 丹尼总是叫她在电话中对无特殊原因，

apparently, 显然，

He could never tell her what it was, he suffered silently, 他不可能告诉她这是什么，他沉默无语，

quitely. 静静。

   

Just another evening, but his hands just couldn't be still, 只是一个晚上，但他的手就不能还，

He can't control it and he cannot tell her why, 他无法控制它，他不能告诉她为什么，

Feel the beaded knuckles, feel the snap inside, 觉得串珠节，感觉里面扣，

See the rush of terror in her eye, 看到恐怖的抢在她的眼睛，

She can't feel it 她感觉不到它

She can't feel it 她感觉不到它

She can't feel anything anymore 她不能再有任何感觉

   

He tried painfully, he begged for her forgiveness on his knees, 他试图痛苦，他乞求她的原谅了他的膝盖，

She gave gracefully, but inside, 她摆好了，但里面，

but inside, 但是在里面，

She still bleeds. 她仍然流血。