The Doors - Horse Latitudes
(Strange Days)
When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted
Currents breed tiny monsters
True sailing is dead
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over
当寂静的海洋阴谋着战斗的盔甲
那属于她的嗔怒易败的波涛
孕育着小小的鬼怪
真正的航行已死
慌乱与荒乱一刻
第一只牺牲品被遗弃
蹄足乱踢
僵身迫降
头颅白白摆动
空悬
脆弱
忽止
默许
鼻孔里低吼微微折磨的颤音
终被海洋封印
- 专辑:Strange Days
- 歌手:The Doors
- 歌曲:Horse Latitudes