i had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket, 我有一个朋友，谁在他的口袋里养了蜡烛，

he used to touch it when the wind was blowing high, 他用触摸它时，清风拂面高，

i guess it mad him feel like he could 我猜它疯狂的他觉得他可以

buck the system and when it flickered out we laid him down to die, 降压系统，当它闪烁出来让他躺下就不行了，

turn on the light, turn on a million blinding brilliant white 打开灯，打开一百万眩目的明亮的白色

incendiary lights, a beacon in the night, i'll burn relentlessly until 燃烧弹灯，在夜晚的灯塔，我会毫不留情地燃烧，直到

my juice runs dry, i'll construckt a rock of tempered beams and 我的果汁枯竭，我会construckt强化梁的岩石和

trusses and equip it with a million tiny suns, i'll install upon the 桁架和一百万的小太阳装备它，我就安装在该

roof on my compartment and place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls 屋顶上我的楼，在我的墙上我舱和地方锡箔

then i'll turn on the light... and i'll burn lika a roman fucking 然后我就打开灯...... ，我会烧利卡罗马他妈的

candle, like a chasm in the night, for a miniscule duration, ecstatic 蜡烛，像一条巨大的裂缝在黑夜里，一个微小的持续时间，欣喜若狂

immolation, incorrigible delight 自焚，屡教不改的喜悦