第三曲目 My Shot [HAMILTON] I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory 我想象死亡太多，它感觉起来更像是回忆了 When’s it gonna get me? 它什么时候轮到我？ In my sleep? Seven feet ahead of me? 在我睡梦中？还是在我不远处？ If I see it comin’, do I run or do I let it be? 如果我看见它来了，我是逃跑还是随他去？ Is it like a beat without a melody? 它是否就像只剩下鼓点，没有旋律的音乐？ See, I never thought I’d live past twenty 我从来想过我会活过20岁 Where I come from some get half as many 在我来的那个地方，有些人连20的一半都活不到 Ask anybody why we livin’ fast and we laugh, reach for a flask 随便问一个人为什么我们活得这么快，我们只会笑笑，继续喝酒 We have to make this moment last, that’s plenty 我们必须要让这个时刻持续下去，那就足够了 曲目八 Right Hand Man [WASHINGTON] It’s alright, you want to fight, you’ve got a hunger 没关系，你想战斗，你有那股劲儿 I was just like you when I was younger 我年轻时和你一样 Head full of fantasies of dyin’ like a martyr? 满脑子都幻想着像...