SkinoftheMoon_Imagine_Bunny_幻想邦尼

作词 : Imagine Bunny 幻想邦尼
作曲 : Imagine Bunny 幻想邦尼
编曲 : Imagine Bunny 幻想邦尼
I left my bones beneath the barn,
我的骨骼遗落在谷仓之下，
The wind still hums their broken charm.
风仍低吟着它们破碎的魔力。
My skin remembers every field,
我的皮肤记得每一片田野，
The warmth, the flies, the milk I yield.
那温暖、苍蝇，还有我产出的乳汁。
The moon looks down— my only kin,
月亮俯视着我——我唯一的亲人，
A ghost that glows beneath my skin.
她是游荡在我皮下的幽灵。
She whispers,“ Child, you’ re almost free,”
她低语：“孩子，你快自由了，”
But freedom tastes like memory.
可自由，尝起来却像回忆。
I wear the night, I wear the grass,
我披着夜色，披着青草，
A shape of breath that came to pass.
一缕气息，曾短暂存在。
The stars don’ t know my name or kind,
星星不知我的名字或种类，
They shine on flesh I left behind.
它们依旧照耀我遗弃的血肉。
Oh moon, my mother, pale and wide,
哦月亮，我苍白而宽广的母亲，
I’ m still your cow— just turned inside.
我仍是你的牛——只是翻转了身体。
The fence still stands, but time forgot,
篱笆依然矗立，可时间已遗忘，
Each post a rib, each wire a thought.
每根木桩是根肋骨，每道铁丝是思绪。
The herd is gone, the field is bare,
牛群已散，田野荒芜，
Yet hoofprints bloom in phantom air.
可蹄印仍在虚空中绽放。
The barn collapsed, its roof a prayer,
谷仓坍塌，屋顶如祷告般低垂，
That no one living stops to share.
祈求无人活着来分享。
The earth exhales where I once lay,
大地在我曾躺卧处轻吐气息，
And folds me back to gentle clay.
将我重新揉进温柔的泥土。
I wear the night, I wear the grass,
我披着夜色，披着青草，
A shape of breath that came to pass.
一缕气息，曾短暂存在。
The stars don’ t know my name or kind,
星星不知我的名字或种类，
They shine on flesh I left behind.
它们依旧照耀我遗弃的血肉。
Oh moon, my mother, pale and wide,
哦月亮，我苍白而宽广的母亲，
I’ m still your cow— just turned inside.
我仍是你的牛——只是翻转了身体。
If you find my hide one night,
若有一夜你寻到我的皮，
Wrap it round your trembling sight
将它裹住你颤抖的视线，
See the world as I once did,
看看这世界曾如何映入我眼，
Calm, and dumb, and softly vivid.
平静、沉默，却如此鲜活温柔。
The sky forgets, the grass forgives,
天空遗忘，青草宽恕，
The cow is gone, the silence lives.
牛已离去，寂静长存。
And in that hush where shadows croon,
就在这影子低吟的静谧里，
My soul becomes the skin of moon.
我的灵魂化作月之表皮

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