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- Jens Lekman Postcard # 04 歌词
- Jens Lekman
- January 24th, 2015
2015年1月24日
A nerve impulse takes a detour through my brain
神经冲动曲折地导过我的大脑
Passing memories long forgotten along the way
传递着早已遗忘的回忆
A warm summer evening back in Kortedala
回溯Kortedala（在哥森堡）的暖暖夏夜
The thunder softly rumbling my amygdala
雷声在我的杏仁体中轰鸣
The explosions behind our young foreheads
我们年轻的额头后激情四迸
The coarse feel of your jacket's Gore-Tex
你的戈尔特斯夹克的粗糙手感
All stored in the weave of the cerebral cortex
都储存在大脑皮层的密网中
But still lost in time's unforgiving vortex
但最终遗落在时光不可饶恕的漩涡
Spiraling down the limbic system
在边缘系统萦绕
With all of its emotional wisdom
那里存储着所有的情感智慧
Do you remember the mice who got to push a lever
你记不记得那推动杠杆的老鼠
Connected with a wire to their pleasure center
有一根电线连接着它们愉快中枢
How food and water became of no interest
于是它们对水和食物都不感兴趣
They kept pushing that lever until they starved themselves to death
它们不停地推杠杆 直至把自己饿死
The explosions behind our young foreheads
我们年轻的额头后激情四迸
The coarse feel of your jacket's Gore-Tex
你的戈尔特斯夹克的粗糙手感
All stored in the weave of the cerebral cortex
都储存在大脑皮层的密网中
Slowly fading in time's unforgiving vortex
渐渐消逝在时光不可饶恕的漩涡
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