in Liverpool
In Liverpool
利物浦的
On Sunday
週日
No traffic
街道上
On the avenue
空無一人
The light is pale and thin
燈光蒼白瘦小
Like you
如你一般
No sound down
沒有聲響
In this part of town
落在這小鎮的一隅
Except for the boy in the belfry
只有那鐘樓上的男孩
Hes crazy hes throwing himself
他瘋狂地
Down from the top of the tower
要把自己從塔頂拋下
Like a hunchback in heaven
像站在高處的加西莫多
Hes ringing the bells in the church
最後一次
For the last half an hour
敲響了教堂的鐘
He sounds like hes missing something
那鐘聲似是他在思念
Or someone that he knows he cant
自己已無法擁有的人或物
Have now and if he isnt
若非如此
I certainly am
至少我是在思念著
Homesick for a clock
想家
That told the same time
想一口不會走了的鐘
sometimes you made no sense to me
有時候我覺得併不懂你
if you lie on the ground
但若你躺在地上
in somebodys arms
躺在某個人懷裡
youll probably swallow some of their history
那會是多麼容易地就交出自己啊
鐘樓上的男孩
他瘋狂地
And the boy in the belfry
要把自己從塔頂拋下
Hes crazy hes throwing himself
像站在高處的加西莫多
Down from the top of the tower
最後一次
Like a hunchback in heaven
敲響了教堂的鐘
Hes ringing the bells in the church
那鐘聲似是他在思念
For the last half an hour
自己已無法擁有的人或物
He sounds like hes missing something
若非如此
Or someone that he knows he cant
至少我是在思念著
Have now and if he isnt
我會成為自食其力的女孩
I certainly am
你會是一個額頭高高的修士
而他就是那個
在天空播灑記憶的人
Ill be the girl who sings for my supper
在周日的
Youll be the monk whose forehead is high
利物浦
Hell be the man whos already working
找不到此刻想起你的緣由
Spreading a memory all through the sky
那個鐘樓上的男孩
他瘋狂地
要把自己從塔頂拋下
In Liverpool
像站在高處的加西莫多
On Sunday
最後一次
No reason to even remember you now
敲響了教堂的鐘
那鐘聲似是他在思念
自己已無法擁有的人或物
Except for the boy in the belfry
若非如此
Hes crazy hes throwing himself
至少我是在思念著
Down from the top of the tower
在利物浦
Like a hunchback in heaven
在利物浦
Hes ringing the bells in the church
For the last half an hour
He sounds like hes missing something
Or someone that he knows he cant
Have now and if he isnt
I certainly am
In Liverpool
In Liverpool