歌词翻译 (英文 → 中文)
毒橡树
有毒的橡树，一些童年的勇气
用一线牵罐头电话与我通话
我睡着了，你还和我说话
你说你不怕死
坐宝丽来时你穿着女人的衣服
你感到羞耻，你为什么要把他们锁在抽屉里吗？
我不认为我会更爱你
当你转身离开
当你关上了门
当你偷了车
然后开车去墨西哥
你写空头支票
只是为了去靠近你臂膀
那时候我还年轻,我仍然相信战争
嗯，让诗人自己哭着睡觉
和他们所有的泪流满面的话语会化作蒸汽
但我是一个单细胞
在蛇的舌头上
有一个泥泞的田地在那里有一个园子
我很高兴你逃走了
但我仍然在这里
我的衣服都湿透了
是你哥哥的眼泪
我从未想到会过这种生活
你是我一直等待的黄色小鸟
不再麻痹
我是一个小雕像
现在我喝醉了，坐在钢琴凳上
当我按下钢琴键
这一切都被颠覆
寂寞的声音让我快乐
用一线牵罐头电话与我通话
我睡着了，你还和我说话
你说你不怕死
坐宝丽来时你穿着女人的衣服
你感到羞耻，你为什么要把他们锁在抽屉里吗？
我不认为我会更爱你
当你转身离开
当你关上了门
当你偷了车
然后开车去墨西哥
你写空头支票
只是为了去靠近你臂膀
那时候我还年轻,我仍然相信战争
嗯，让诗人自己哭着睡觉
和他们所有的泪流满面的话语会化作蒸汽
但我是一个单细胞
在蛇的舌头上
有一个泥泞的田地在那里有一个园子
我很高兴你逃走了
但我仍然在这里
我的衣服都湿透了
是你哥哥的眼泪
我从未想到会过这种生活
你是我一直等待的黄色小鸟
不再麻痹
我是一个小雕像
现在我喝醉了，坐在钢琴凳上
当我按下钢琴键
这一切都被颠覆
寂寞的声音让我快乐
原始歌词 (English)
Poison Oak
Poison oak, some boyhood bravery
When a telephone was a tin can on a string
And I fell asleep with you still talking to me
You said you weren't afraid to die
In polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes
Were you made ashamed, why'd you lock them in a drawer?
I don't think that I ever loved you more
Then when you turned away
When you slammed the door
When you stole the car
And drove towards Mexico
And you wrote bad checks
Just to fill your arm
I was young enough, I still believed in war
Well, let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam
But me I'm a single cell
On a serpent's tongue
There's a muddy field where a garden was
And I'm glad you got away
But I'm still stuck out here
My clothes are soaking wet
From your brother's tears
And I never thought this life was possible
You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for
The end of paralysis
I was a statuette
Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys
It all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier
When a telephone was a tin can on a string
And I fell asleep with you still talking to me
You said you weren't afraid to die
In polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes
Were you made ashamed, why'd you lock them in a drawer?
I don't think that I ever loved you more
Then when you turned away
When you slammed the door
When you stole the car
And drove towards Mexico
And you wrote bad checks
Just to fill your arm
I was young enough, I still believed in war
Well, let the poets cry themselves to sleep
And all their tearful words will turn back into steam
But me I'm a single cell
On a serpent's tongue
There's a muddy field where a garden was
And I'm glad you got away
But I'm still stuck out here
My clothes are soaking wet
From your brother's tears
And I never thought this life was possible
You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for
The end of paralysis
I was a statuette
Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys
It all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier