作曲 : Ellen Kempner Where we live Beneath the frozen lake Our hands reach out to each other Like we're telling a story A good one A funny one About the people who have wronged us One that we rehearsed earlier In the time before this While we were still getting ready in the shower or in front of the mirror And we look good, we look really good considering everything My mom’s hands look elegant and tiny My sisters' asses are tight And their eyeliner is identical And our hair is flowing behind us, still and dark And their heels hold onto their toes Like a person at the edge of a window And my boots are cutting into my ankles And we are noiseless and hard The hot blueberry casserole before it drops on the ground The bad news before it breaks The eyelash swimming behind the eyeball that makes us wink And down there with us, I guess there's a bottle And I guess there’s a red cloud of wine always on the edge of enveloping us And up above the men hook worms onto the end of hooks And cast their lines into the cold grey And whistle as they wait And we stay below in the dark With our mouths open because we are in the middle of saying something Or in the middle of stopping one another And I am just about to touch the ice I'm just about to make it crack I'm just about to get us out of here But nothing ever changes The ducks don't come back The men go home to their fires And the woman they chose And the sun stays hiding The trees hugging the lake stay naked And they shake from the wind
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Ellen Kempner [00:00.46]Where we live [00:02.39]Beneath the frozen lake [00:03.94]Our hands reach out to each other [00:05.70]Like we're telling a story [00:07.51]A good one [00:08.39]A funny one [00:09.37]About the people who have wronged us [00:11.26]One that we rehearsed earlier [00:12.91]In the time before this [00:14.36]While we were still getting ready in the shower or in front of the mirror [00:19.16]And we look good, we look really good considering everything [00:23.55]My mom’s hands look elegant and tiny [00:25.61]My sisters' asses are tight [00:27.49]And their eyeliner is identical [00:29.60]And our hair is flowing behind us, still and dark [00:32.78]And their heels hold onto their toes [00:34.85]Like a person at the edge of a window [00:36.91]And my boots are cutting into my ankles [00:38.97]And we are noiseless and hard [00:41.44]The hot blueberry casserole before it drops on the ground [00:44.82]The bad news before it breaks [00:47.07]The eyelash swimming behind the eyeball that makes us wink [00:50.38]And down there with us, I guess there's a bottle [00:53.36]And I guess there’s a red cloud of wine always on the edge of enveloping us [00:57.03]And up above the men hook worms onto the end of hooks [01:00.74]And cast their lines into the cold grey [01:03.47]And whistle as they wait [01:05.46]And we stay below in the dark [01:08.09]With our mouths open because we are in the middle of saying something [01:11.50]Or in the middle of stopping one another [01:13.98]And I am just about to touch the ice [01:16.46]I'm just about to make it crack [01:18.72]I'm just about to get us out of here [01:21.24]But nothing ever changes [01:23.47]The ducks don't come back [01:25.37]The men go home to their fires [01:27.54]And the woman they chose [01:29.34]And the sun stays hiding [01:31.36]The trees hugging the lake stay naked [01:33.62]And they shake from the wind
