I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound. 我把空气枪，射喜鹊在地上和它没有一个健全的死亡。

Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves & 你的皮肤如此对倒下的红叶与苍白

no-one saw us but the trees. 没有人看到我们，但树木。

Yeah, the trees, those useless trees produce the air that I am breathing. 是啊，树木，那些无用的树木产生，我呼吸的空气。

Yeah, the trees, those useless trees; they never said that you were leaving. 是啊，树木，那些无用的树木;他们从来没有说你要离开。

I carved your name with a heart just up above - now swollen, 我刻你的名字与心脏刚上来上面 - 现在肿了，

distorted, unrecognisable; like our love. 扭曲，面目全非;像我们的爱情。

The smell of leaf mould & the sweetness of decay 叶霉病的气味和腐烂的甜头

are the incense at the funeral procession here, today. 今天的香在送葬队伍在这里。

In the trees, those useless trees, etc. 在树上，那些无用的树木等。

You try to shape the world to what you want the world to be. 您尝试塑造世界​​给你想要的世界的人。

Carving your name a thousand times won't bring you back to me. 雕刻你的名字一千遍也不会带你回到我身边。

Oh no, no I might as well go & tell it to the trees. 哦，不，不，我还不如去和告诉它的树木。

Go & tell it to the trees, yeah. 去和告诉它的树木，是啊。