I see you've found a box of my things - 我看你已经找到了一盒我的东西 -

Infantries, tanks and smoldering airplane wings. 步兵，坦克和飞机冒烟的翅膀。

These old pictures are cool. Tell me some stories 这些老照片都很酷。告诉我一些故事

Was it like the old war movies? 是不是像老战争片？

Sit down son. Let me fill you in 坐下来的儿子。让我来告诉你

   

Where to begin? Let's start with the end 从哪里开始？让我们开始与结束

This black and white photo don't capture the skin 这黑白照片不捕获皮肤

From the flash of a gun to a soldier who's done 从枪闪光灯战士谁做的

Trust me grandson 相信我孙子

The war was in color 这场战争是在色彩

   

From shipyard to sea, From factory to sky 从造船到海洋，从工厂到天空

From rivet to rifle, from boot camp to battle cry 从铆钉枪，从新兵训练营的战斗口号

I wore the mask up high on a daylight run 我戴着面具高高在白天运行

That held my face in its clammy hand 那握着我的脸在湿冷的手

Crawled over coconut logs and corpses in the coral sand 在珊瑚沙爬到椰子日志和尸体

   

Where to begin? Let's start with the end 从哪里开始？让我们开始与结束

This black and white photo don't capture the skin 这黑白照片不捕获皮肤

From the shock of a shell or the memory of smell 从壳的冲击或气味的记忆

If red is for Hell 如果红色是地狱

The war was in color 这场战争是在色彩

   

I held the canvas bag over the railing í在栏杆举行的帆布包

The dead released, with the ship still sailing, 死者发布，随舰依然航行，

Out of our hands and into the swallowing sea 从我们的手中，进入大海吞噬

I felt the crossfire stitching up soldiers 我觉得交火拼接起来的战士

Into a blanket of dead, and as the night grows colder 到死一条毯子，并作为当晚的增长更冷

In a window back home, a Blue Star is traded for Gold. 在回家的窗口中，蓝星的交易黄金。

   

Where to begin? Let's start with the end 从哪里开始？让我们开始与结束

This black and white photo don't capture the skin 这黑白照片不捕获皮肤

When metal is churned. And bodies are burned 当金属被搅动。和机构被烧毁

Victory earned 赢得胜利

The War was in color 这场战争是在色彩

   

Now I lay in my grave at age 21 现在，我躺在我的坟墓在21岁

Long before you were born 在你出生之前很久

Before I bore a son 在我生了一个儿子

What good did it do? 这样做，是做什么好？

Well hopefully for you 好希望你

A world without war 没有战争的世界

A life full of color 人生在世充满色彩

   

Where to begin? Let's start with the end 从哪里开始？让我们开始与结束

This black and white photo never captured my skin 这黑白照片从未俘获了我的皮肤

Once it was torn from an enemy thorn 一旦它被从敌人刺撕裂

Straight through the core 直通核心

The war was in color 这场战争是在色彩