A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes 一堆寂寞，很欢喜的英雄

were smoking out along the open road; 吸烟是沿着开放的道路;

the night was very dark and thick between them, 夜很黑且厚之间，

each man beneath his ordinary load. 每个人下了普通的负载。

"I'd like to tell my story," “我想告诉我的故事”

said one of them so young and bold, 其中有一个这么年轻，大胆，

"I'd like to tell my story, “我想告诉我的故事，

before I turn into gold." 之前，我变成金子。 “

But no one really could hear him, 但没有人真正能听到他，

the night so dark and thick and green; 夜那么黑而厚，绿;

well I guess that these heroes must always live there 我猜，这些英雄们必须始终生活在那里

where you and I have only been. 你和我只去过。

Put out your cigarette, my love, 把你的香烟，我的爱，

you've been alone too long; 你已经孤独太久了;

and some of us are very hungry now 而我们有些人非常饿了

to hear what it is you've done that was so wrong. 听到这是你做了什么，这是错的。

   

I sing this for the crickets, 我唱这对于蟋蟀，

I sing this for the army, 我唱这为军队，

I sing this for your children 我唱这为您的孩子

and for all who do not need me. 并为所有谁也不需要我。

"I'd like to tell my story," “我想告诉我的故事”

said one of them so bold, 其中有一个如此大胆，

"Oh yes, I'd like to tell my story “哦，是的，我想告诉我的故事

'cause you know I feel I'm turning into gold." 因为你知道，我感觉我变成金子。 “