With golden string 随着金色的琴弦

our universe was clothed in light. 我们的宇宙是穿着轻。

Pulling at the seams, 拉扯接缝处，

our once barren world now brims with life, 我们曾经荒芜的世界，现在洋溢着生命，

that we may fall in love 我们可以谈恋爱

every time we open up our eyes. 每次我们打开我们的眼睛时间。

I guess space, and time, 我猜想的空间和时间，

takes violent things, angry things 以暴力的事情，生气的事情

and makes them kind. 并让他们种。

   

“We are the dust of dust.” “我们是灰尘的灰尘。 ”

“We are the apple of God’s eye.” “我们是上帝的掌上明珠。 ”

“We are infinite as the universe we hold inside.” “我们是无限的，因为我们保持内部的宇宙。 ”

   

“Infinity times infinity.” “无限次无限。 ”

“Infinity times infinity times infinity.” “无限次无限次无限。 ”

“Infinity times infinity times infinity times infinity.” “无限次无限次无限次无限。 ”

“Let there be light, let there be light, let me be right…” “要有光，要有光，让我的权利......”

   

The dust of dust. 尘尘。

We are the apple of God’s eye. 我们是上帝的掌上明珠。

We are infinite as the universe we hold inside. 我们是无限的，因为我们保持内部的宇宙。

   

“Let there be light, let there be light, let me be right.” “要有光，要有光，让我的权利。 ”

   

With golden string 随着金色的琴弦

our universe was brought to life, 我们的宇宙被带到生活中，

that we may fall in love 我们可以谈恋爱

every time we open up our eyes. 每次我们打开我们的眼睛时间。