Trash-Suede

Writers: Anderson, Oakes

Maybe, Maybe it's the close we wear
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair
Maybe it's our kookiness
Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds
Maybe it's our looseness
或許，或許是我們的穿著
沒有品味的項鍊跟頭上的染色
或許是我們的古怪
或者可能，可能是我們現在所居住的城鎮
我們默默無名的城鎮和我們的手機鈴聲
或許是我們的鬆散

But we're trash, you and me     但我們是垃圾，你跟我
We're the litter on the breeze     我們是微風中的碎屑
We're the lovers on the streets     我們是在街上情侶
Just trash, me and you     就只是垃圾，我跟你
It's in everything we do     我們做的所有事(都是垃圾)
It's in everything we do     我們做的所有事(都是垃圾)

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say
The words we've heard and the music we play
Maybe it's our cheapness
Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had
The lazy days and the crazes and fads
Maybe it's our sweetness
或許，或許是我們所說的話
那些我們聽來的字，我們播放的音樂
或許是我們的廉價
又或許，或許這個時代就是如此
那些慵懶的日子、短暫的狂熱與流行
或許是我們的可愛

But we're trash, you and me     但我們是垃圾，你跟我
We're the litter on the breeze     我們是微風中的碎屑
We're the lovers on the streets     我們是在街上的情侶
Just trash, me and you     就只是垃圾，我跟你
It's in everything we do     我們所做的事情(都是垃圾)
It's in everything we do     我們所做的事情(都是垃圾)