- The Killers A Dustland Fairytale 歌词
- The Killers
- Dustland fairytale beginin
一个虚构童话开始
Just another white trash county kiss
这只不过是另一个纯洁虚无的小郡之吻
Sixty one
时间走到六十一秒
Long Brown hair and foolish eyes
那棕色长发和天真的眼睛
看起来就像你曾企及
Look just like you want him to
那些贵族身上老套的合金饰品
Some kind of slick chrome American prince
一首忧郁的牛仔小夜曲
A blue jean serenade
月亮河对我做了什么
Moon river what'd You do to me
但我不想相信你
But I don't believe you
灰姑娘穿着派对礼服
但她却在寻找一件舒适的睡衣
Saw Cinderella in a party dress but
我看到恶魔蜷曲着它的双手
She was looking for a night gown
他已准备好了最后通牒
I saw the devil warping up his hands
我看到那瞬间我转过脸
he's getting ready for the show down
我今晚在池塘中得到我的报酬
I saw the minute that I turn away
变化在启示的伪装中到来
I got my money on a pond tonight
让他的灵魂安息于烈火
她说她知道他一定会来
Change came in disguised of revelation
然而数十年消逝就像石沉大海
Set his soul on fire
航行的我们固执地认为上帝会给我们希望
She said she'd always knew he'd come around
但却依然恐惧
And the decades disappear like sinking
我们始终不明白
Ships we persevere god gives us hope
记忆是天堂的毒药
But we still fear
停滞搁浅被肆意摧残着
We don't know
吊桥正在收起
The mind is poison castle in the sky
灰姑娘穿着派对礼服
Sit stranded vandalized
但她却在寻找一件舒适的睡衣
The draw bridge is closing
我看到恶魔蜷曲着它的双手
他已准备好了最后通牒
Saw Cinderella in a party dress but
我看见结局是他们翻过了这一页
She was looking for a night gown
我挥洒我的钞票而后逃离
I saw the devil warping up his hands
大峡谷的分界线
he's getting ready for the show down
是翻滚升高的梦
I saw the ending were they turned the page
是不会流动的风
I threw my money and I ran away
到达这里的好姑娘们死去
Strait to the Vally of the great divide
天空不会落雪
到达这里的鸟儿停止歌唱
And were the dreams roll high
在这里的土地无所生长
And were the wind dont blow
在这里铃铛不会响起
Out here the good girls die
在这里铃铛也不会响起
And the sky wont snow
到达这里的好姑娘们死去
Out here the bird don't sing
那么现在我的辛德瑞拉你想睡去了吗
Out here the field don't grow
逃避是多么的痛苦啊
Out here the bell don't ring
你不知道王国正面临包围吗
Out here the bell don't ring
而每个人都需要你
午夜的太阳是否还有魔力啊
Out here the good girls die
而或你已把它留在第六十一秒
那年轻人眼里的韵律
Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep
是翻滚升起的美梦啊
Its such a bitter form of refuge
Ahh don't you know the kingdoms under siege
And everybody needs you
Is there still magic in the midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in sixty-one
In the of the cadence in the young man's eyes
And were the dreams roll high
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