Black
Sheets of empty canvas.
Untouched sheets of clay were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
(On je verovatno bio umetnik(Ed se inace bavio glumom,pa mozda i…),a ona njegov model,ali sad je vise nema i sve je ostalo prazno bez nje.)
All five horizons revolved around her soul. As the earth to the sun.
(Sva njegova osecanja su se vezala samo za nju.(original je bio All my horizonts..(ali je promenjeno pre izdavanja albuma)).
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn.
(Sada se sve promenilo jer ona vise nije tu)
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything.
(Dao joj je sebe i ceo svoj zivot(opet,original … I gave her all…)).
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore.
(Dala mu je sve sem sebe,nije ga iskreno volela)
And now my bitter hands shade beneath the clouds of what was everything.
(Ona je bila njegovo nebo,ali sada mu je nedostizna…)
All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed everything.
(Sve uspomene su sada pomracene)
I take a walk outside. I'm surrounded by some kids at play.
Oh, I can feel their laughter. Oh, so why do I sear?
(Napolju je,deca bi trebalo da izazovu srecu u njemu,ali ga to jos vise boli,(zbog toga sto je on izgubio dete…)).
Ooh, and twisted thoughts that spin around my head.
I'm spinning. Oh, I'm spinning.
(Hiljadu misli,tuga,nada,bes,bol…samoubistvo…)
How quick the sun can drop away.
(Tako se brzo sve promenilo….(original – “….drift away”,verovatno promenjeno u “…drop away” da bi prikazalo tu iznenadnu promenu…)
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything.
All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed everything.
All the love gone bad turned my world to black.
Tattooed all I see. All that I am. All I'll be.
(Opet,sve je tamno,sve uspomene ga sada bole,sve je okrenuto protiv njega… ceo njegov zivot ce uvek biti zamracen...)
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life.
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky…
… but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be
mine?
(Najlepsi stih ikada napisan….Eddie cesto na koncertima otpeva:
“I know someday you'll have a beautiful life.
I HOPE you'll be a star in somebody else's sky…
… but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be
mine?” (Mozda je cak posveceno njegovom nerodjenom detetu….)