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And now we proudly present
Songs perverse and songs of lament
A couple hymns of confession
And songs that recognize our sick obsessions
現在我們自豪地呈獻
乖張的歌與哀悼的樂
兩三首告解的讚美詩
以及表露我們病態癡迷的曲
I wake alone, in a woman's room I hardly know
I wake alone and pretend that I am finally home
我獨自醒來，在一位陌生女子的房裡
我獨自醒來，假裝自己終於身在家中
The night has fallen down the staircase
And I, for one, have felt its bruises
Equilibrium; inebriated
Our social graces have been displaced
夜晚自階梯跌落
而我，兀自，痛其所痛
平衡；酒醉
我們的風度與禮節蕩然無存
