- Massive Attack Atlas Air 歌词
- Massive Attack
- ( Vocal : Robert '3D' Del Naja )
亚特拉斯航空
Yes shall we take a spin again in business
我们再出去兜兜风好不好
This time is fixed, let's sweeten our facilities
时间静止了 让我们把自己装扮得更加甜蜜动人
It took all the man in me
我吸引了大把的男人
To be the dog you wanted me to be
你想要我怎样 我就会像条狗那样顺从你
我们再出去兜兜风好不好 没有人会看见
Shall we take a spin again no witnesses
时间静止了 七点三十七分
This time is fixed, seven three seven is
你不会有任何感觉
You won't feel a thing
求饶 直到你放弃 然后彻底发疯
Begging until you give it up insane
他就像银色的锐利武器
在我的内心留下伤口
Fish like little silver knives
让他尽情享受
Make the cuts on my inside
我的心很大 我的心很大
Yeah let him feast
我的血会顺着刀流下
My heart is big, my heart is big
止血带会缓解我的伤势 让我继续舞动
My blood will slide in metal studs
止血带会缓解我的伤势 让我继续斗争
我吸引了大把的男人
Tourniquet will hold its groove
你想要我怎样 我就会像条狗那样顺从你
Tourniquet will keep its grip
让他尽情享受
It took all the man in me
我的心很大
To be the dog you wanted me to be
我的心很大
我的血会流下
Yeah let him feast
你就让他尽情享受
My heart is big
我的心很大
My heart is big
我的心很大
My blood will slide
我的血会流下
You let him feast
我什么都不会失去 反而能逃离枷锁
My heart is big
网络使我的精神富足
My heart is big
鸵鸟政策 无法动弹
My blood will slide
而时间仍像油脂 抓也抓不住
吸进去 吐出来
Got not to lose but my chains
吐出来
Internet feats on my brains
我什么都不会失去 反而能逃离枷锁
Head in the sand, feet in the clay
网络使我的精神富足
鸵鸟政策 无法动弹
And time is still like grease it slips
这拼接之地 祈祷之地
Sucking in, spitting pips
也许金钱能让我重新振作起来
Yeah spitting pips
恐惧正慢慢地将我杀死
而时间仍然像油脂 抓也抓不住
Not to lose but my chains
吸进去 吐出来
Internet beats on my brains
吐出来
Head in the sand, feet in the clay
我的心很大 我很骄傲
A place to piss, a place to pray
就让他们在我内心尽情狂欢
最后全部被塞满 没有了可容之地
A little money should tell me of my faith
轻轻地打开 它咆哮着
This gun of smoke is slaying me
三千个日夜
And time is still like grease it slips
我都不见天日
Suck it in, spitting pips
那是深藏的灵魂
Yeah spitting pips
它们活在
梦的终端
My heart was big and like my pride
没有战争 充满意义
Let them feast on my insides
我知道 那些疼痛
And when the filled had spilled its guts
让细胞燃烧
Gently open then it shuts
我在剃刀边缘
这尘世的烦恼
I’m in the hole
时间仍在
Three thousand days
那秘密之地
A buried soul
付出代价
They live the dream
细胞燃烧
In terminal
说不完的话
No war too mean
在波音飞机上
在日落里 做出惊人的威胁
I know the drill
Got cells to burn
I’m dressed to kill
A mortal coil
And time is still
On secret soil
Yeah pay the bills
Cells to burn
Mouths to fill
On Boeing jets
In the sunset make glowing threats
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