In Liverpool

In Liverpool
利物浦的
On Sunday
周日
No traffic
街道上
On the avenue
空无一人
The light is pale and thin
灯光苍白瘦小
Like you
如你一般
No sound' down
没有声响
In this part of town
落在这小镇的一隅
Except for the boy in the belfry
只有那钟楼上的男孩
He's crazy' he's throwing himself
他疯狂地
Down from the top of the tower
要把自己从塔顶抛下
Like a hunchback in heaven
像站在高处的加西莫多
He's ringing the bells in the church
最后一次
For the last half an hour
敲响了教堂的钟
He sounds like he's missing something
那钟声似是他在思念
Or someone that he knows he can't
自己已无法拥有的人或物
Have now and if he isn't
若非如此
I certainly am
至少我是在思念着
Homesick for a clock
想家
That told the same time
想一口不会走了的钟
sometimes you made no sense to me
有时候我觉得并不懂你
if you lie on the ground
但若你躺在地上
in somebody's arms
躺在某个人怀里
you'll probably swallow some of their history
那会是多么容易地就交出自己啊

钟楼上的男孩

他疯狂地
And the boy in the belfry
要把自己从塔顶抛下
He's crazy' he's throwing himself
像站在高处的加西莫多
Down from the top of the tower
最后一次
Like a hunchback in heaven
敲响了教堂的钟
He's ringing the bells in the church
那钟声似是他在思念
For the last half an hour
自己已无法拥有的人或物
He sounds like he's missing something
若非如此
Or someone that he knows he can't
至少我是在思念着
Have now and if he isn't
我会成为自食其力的女孩
I certainly am
你会是一个额头高高的修士

而他就是那个

在天空播洒记忆的人
I'll be the girl who sings for my supper
在周日的
You'll be the monk whose forehead is high
利物浦
He'll be the man who's already working
找不到此刻想起你的缘由
Spreading a memory all through the sky
那个钟楼上的男孩

他疯狂地

要把自己从塔顶抛下
In Liverpool
像站在高处的加西莫多
On Sunday
最后一次
No reason to even remember you now
敲响了教堂的钟

那钟声似是他在思念

自己已无法拥有的人或物
Except for the boy in the belfry
若非如此
He's crazy' he's throwing himself
至少我是在思念着
Down from the top of the tower
在利物浦
Like a hunchback in heaven
在利物浦
He's ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like he's missing something
Or someone that he knows he can't
Have now and if he isn't
I certainly am


In Liverpool
In Liverpool