[Spoken] [口语]

We held hands on the last night on earth. 我们在地球上的最后一晚举行的手中。

Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, 我们口中充满了灰尘，我们亲吻在田野和树木下，

screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. 尖叫像狗，出血暗成叶。

It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated 这是空在城市的边缘，但我们认识的每个人都飘来

along the bottom of the river. 沿河的底部。

So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea 因此，我们通过废弃物那里的道路弯曲成海走了

and the shattered seasons lay, 而破碎的赛季打好，

and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. 和苦涩的味道燃烧是你喜欢的一种疾病。

In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." 在我们的激情，你说癌症， “死亡是午夜亚军。 ”

The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. 天空已到崩溃像一个亲密自杀的消息。

We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes 我们捡起碎片，形成成形状

of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. 据该穿的像古董婚纱。

The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn 过去的回声打破了腹中的心

as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. 随着摩天轮静静地减缓至停止。

The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. 少数昆虫在一个更好的消遣希望skittered了。

I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked 我吻了你，在大漩涡的顶点，并要求

if you would accompany me in a quick fall, 如果你能陪我在一个快速的下降，

but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. 但你让我意识到，我的票是不是好了两个。

I rode alone. 我独自一人骑。

You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." 你说， “烬正在下降如雪。 ”

There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, 有诗在绝望中，我们有无与伦比的美丽演唱，

bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. 野蛮和口才的苦挽歌。

Of blue and grey. 蓝色和灰色。

Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. 奇怪的是，我们跑下来绝望的街道和雕刻我们的名字在这个城市的肉。

The sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon 太阳的地方停滞不前超越地平线的边缘

and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. 与黑暗是曲线和直线的一个谜。

Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, 尽管如此，我们躺在空虚之下，缓缓漂流外，

and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched 而在某处荒野，我们发现拯救划伤

into the earth like a message. 到这样的消息在地上。