Betty Lonely lives in a duplex of Stucco 贝蒂孤独的生活在粉刷的双工

On the north bank of a brackish river 在一个半咸水河的北岸

Her ears omit noise from a nearby airstrip 她的耳朵从附近的飞机跑道忽略的噪音

Her mind floats beyond the snapper boats 她的脑海里漂浮超越了鲷鱼的船只

   

Betty Lonely, her green eyes are roughly staring 贝蒂寂寞，她的绿眼睛盯着左右

At a point through a sliding glass door 同时通过滑动玻璃门点

Her heart lives over the drawbridge 她的心脏活过吊桥

Her brain is wet like a throw net 她的大脑是湿的像一抛网

   

Betty Lonely, she will always think in Spanish 贝蒂孤独，她总是会想起在西班牙

Though I know her Spanish black hair, it will start to fade 虽然我知道她的西班牙黑毛，它会开始褪色

She sunk her past out in the surrounding salt flats 她陷入了她过去在周围的盐沼

Her maidenhood was lost beneath the Spanish moss 她的处女丢失的西班牙苔藓下

   

Betty Lonely just talks to her grandbaby 贝蒂孤独只是与她谈话grandbaby

Everybody else, she blots them out 其他人一样，她吸油出来

But her words stick like a flounder gig 但她的话坚持像比目鱼演出

Her dry laugh is like a gaff 她干的笑就像一个鱼钩

   

Betty Lonely lives in a duplex of Stucco 贝蒂孤独的生活在粉刷的双工

On the north bank of a brackish river 在一个半咸水河的北岸

Her ears omit noise from a nearby airstrip 她的耳朵从附近的飞机跑道忽略的噪音