Текст и перевод песни P.K.14 - Talking Wound

Talking Wound

这是说话的伤口
这是说话的伤口
它穿过血红的天空
唱着一支熟悉的歌
这是我的手
这是我的手
它抓住黑夜并且把它扔掉
在夏天的公路上奔跑
在血液流出的瞬间
摆出胜利的姿态并且大声地喊叫
这些说话的伤口
这些说话的伤口
它们穿过巨大的轰鸣
毫不理会我的沉默
在轰炸开始的时候
跑到外面发现时间已经过了很久
在所有的街道的尽头
都有哭泣的影子以及大声地喊叫

Talking Wound

This is the talking wound
This is the talking wound
That scuttles across the blood red sky
Singing a song you recognize
There is my hand
There is my hand
That catches the night and flings it away
Runs down the highway in the summer
As the blood runs out
Strikes the victory pose and screams aloud
These talking wounds
These talking wounds
They cut across the great drone
Ignoring my silence
At the beginning of the bombing
Running outside to find the hour is late
At the end of every single street
There is a crying face and a scream