一次表演,小丑不小心从舞台上掉了下来,牙齿掉了很多颗,很疼。表情很扭曲,全场欢声大笑,有一个小孩子拉着妈妈的衣袖说“小丑哭了”但没有人听到。
我时常会感到恐惧
那时我似乎忘记了如何讲话...
不,我再不会开口讲话,我还能说些什么呢
那里一个人都没有,没有什么可说的...
因此,我更喜欢独自一人无声地躺在黑暗的最深处...
聆听那黑暗,那声音,还有那些人们的低语
然后去分享些什么...
然而那里没有希望,也没有人
不,不,不...那里没有任何活着的灵魂,在没有什么可说了
我独自躺在黑暗的最深处,
大多数时间我都在沉睡,忍受着那莫名的痛楚
I often feel fear
When I seem to forget how to speak...
No, I don't speak anymore, what could I say
There are not a person, not what to say...
Therefore, the depths of my more love alone quietly lying in the dark...
Listen to the dark, the sound, or someone to talk to
And then to share what...
But there is no hope, no one
No, no, no... There is no living soul, in the absence of what to say
My deepest lying alone in the dark,
I slept most of the time, endure the pain