Poeme : Wish You Were Here

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail ?
A smile from a veil ?
Do you think you can tell ?

And did they get you to trade
Your hero’s for ghosts ?
Hot ashes for trees ?
Hot air for a cool breeze ?
Cold comfort for change ?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage ?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found ?
The same old fears
Wish you were here

so, so iu tɛ̃k iu kɑ̃ tεll
əavɛ̃ fʁɔm εll
blɥ ski fʁɔm pɛ̃
kɑ̃ iu tεll a ɡʁin fjεld
fʁɔm a kɔld stil ʁaj ?
a smilə fʁɔm a vεj ?
do iu tɛ̃k iu kɑ̃ tεll ?

ɑ̃d did te ʒεt iu to tʁadə
iuʁ əʁɔεs fɔʁ ɡɔst ?
o aʃə fɔʁ tʁi ?
o εʁ fɔʁ a kul bʁizə ?
kɔld kɔmfɔʁ fɔʁ ʃɑ̃ʒə ?
ɑ̃d did iu εksʃɑ̃ʒə
a walk ɔ̃ paʁ ɛ̃ tə waʁ
fɔʁ a ləad ʁɔlə ɛ̃ a kaʒə ?

ɔw i wiʃ, ɔw i wiʃ iu wəʁə əʁə
wəʁə ʒyst two lɔst sul
swimiŋ ɛ̃ a fiʃ bɔwl
iəaʁ afte iəaʁ
ʁœ̃niŋ ɔve tə samə ɔld ɡʁund
wa-avə wə fund ?
tə samə ɔld fəaʁ
wiʃ iu wəʁə əʁə