Abattoir Blues/The Lyre of Orpheus

It's difficult, it's very tough "这很困难,很艰难" I said to the man who'd been sleeping rough 我对那个最近睡不好的男人说 To sit within a fragrant breeze 坐在芳香的空气里 All among the nodding trees 置身在这低垂的树木中 That hang heavy with the stuff 因琐事而低沉 He threw his arms around m

The wintergreen, the juniper The cornflower and the chicory All the words you said to me Still vibrating in the air The elm, the ash and the linden tree The dark and deep, enchanted sea The trembling moon and the stars unfurled There she goes, my bea

It's up in the morning and on the downs Little white clouds like gambolling lambs And I am breathless over you And the red breasted robin beats his wings His throat it trembles when he sings For he is helpless before you The happy hooded bluebells bo

The sun is high up in the sky and I'm in my car Drifting down into the abattoir Do you see what I see, dear? The air grows heavy, I listen to your breath Entwined together in this culture of death Do you see what I see, dear? Slide on over here, let

Pass me that lovely little gun My dear, my darling one The cleaners are coming, one by one You don't even want to let them start They are knocking now upon your door They measure the room, they know the score They're mopping up the butcher's floor Of