Dimple - Scott Walker (斯科特.沃克)

Written by：Scott Walker

November in July

Eyes glistening in darkness

Like freshly crushed flies

Fourteen bones held together

By avian phlegm

When the whistling has ended

I won't stale again

Slurry soul unbearable clink

Fraying through tartared chink

Took the Dorgi left the dent

Frozen fast in the sagging night

44 of silence 54 of shame

When the sneezings subsided

I won't stare again

Ink a dink a dink

Hej do hej do

A dink a dink a dink a doo

Hej do hej do

Jutland is crooning narcrotic Lorilies

Ingen ingenting ingen ingenting

Awaiting command

Its huge snout wedged between my thighs

Ingen ingenting ingen ingenting

Ink a dink a dink

Hej do hej do

A dink a dink a dink a doo

Hej do hej do

Jutland is hvining while stars fall in thuds

Ingen ingenting ingen ingenting

Flattening the cheek like soft muffled scuds

Ingen ingenting ingen ingenting

Tongues lick the lead lego

They won't be denied

If you're listening to this

You must have survived

My only pige passed your only dreng

In Jutland's sheer city

Farvel farvel

November in July

Apropolis lip to where acid fast fly

Crepey and shiny guanine restrain

While out lifting scalp

I will not glare again

Took the shilling ditched the score

Frozen fast in the lowering night

In the lowering left testicle night