3WW

[Instrumental Intro]
那是位任性的倔强少年

于一日清晨踏出家门
There was a wayward lad
以广袤大地为床
Stepped out one morning
苍穹尽为他遮荫
The ground to be his bed
霓虹，霓虹，霓虹
The sky his awning
午夜乡村田野尽头处有盏蓝色的霓虹闪耀

牛犊们近绕着，凭你靠在他们柔顺的皮毛
Neon, neon, neon
如同你温暖的怀抱，成为我仅有的眷恋
A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field
哦，那无用的三位词啊
Cows surround so you lean on, lean on
我们低语
So much your hugs become hold ons
像是维也纳旅客们

摩挲的双掌
Oh, these three worn words
我只想用自己的言语来向你吐露爱语
Oh, that we whisper
忽然想到那性的味道
Like the rubbing hands
如燃着的木材般迷人万分
Of tourists in Verona
任性的小伙子静躺下等待着
I just want to love you in my own language
两位来自Hornsea的饥渴女孩

在黎明时刻只留下片纸条
Well, that smell of ***
泳池的女孩们打着招呼
Good like burning wood
说着这里的公路每年都会以五尺的速度被慢慢侵蚀
The wayward lad lay claim
直逼英格兰东海岸
To two thirsty girls from Hornsea
这是你的第一次么？
Who left a note when dawn came
爱情只不过是我们选择按下的块按钮罢了

就在昨夜的篝火旁
Girls from the pool say "Hi" (hi)
哦，那三个无用的话语
The road erodes at five feet per year
我们呢喃
Along England's east coastline
像是维罗纳旅客们
Was this your first time?
摩挲的双掌
Love is just a button we pressed
我只想用自己的言语来向你吐露爱语啊
Last night by the campfire

Oh, these three worn words
Oh, that we whisper
Like the rubbing hands
Of tourists in Verona
I just want to love you in my own language