They Thought They Love Barenboim

This song’s like all those bullets in my head

Shooting within all directions

Sparkling and hovering all through tonight

I cast a glimpse at this windowpane

这歌就像我脑袋里的子弹

盘旋四散一整夜

我看了看这扇窗

I cast a glimpse at this windowpane

Which’s stained by those ignorant blokes

Who boast hierarchy just because they think they were artists

我看了看这窗玻璃

这被那些无知的家伙玷污了的窗玻璃

自以为是搞艺术的

便要分个三教九流势利眼

So they believed they love Barenboim

But of course they wouldn’t be able to play piano with Mr Said

If they were all serving the conservatory of Jerusalem

他们自以为热爱巴伦博伊姆

可要是他们都为耶路撒冷音乐学院卖力的话

肯定受不了跟萨义德先生一块儿弹钢琴

Yelling this is Nonsense Foolish wouldn’t they?

Ah may peace be upon them

Now please give me a break

吵着嚷着这是胡说八道了吧他们？

啊但愿他们将获得内心宁静

至于现在

请让我透一口气吧