Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your mother 嘿杰克·凯鲁亚克，我觉得你的母亲

and the tears she cried, they were cried for none other 她哭了，眼泪，他们哭了让利

than her little boy lost in our little world that hated 比她小男孩失去了我们的小世界恨

and that dared to drag him down, her little boy courageous. 并敢于把他拉下来，她的小男孩勇敢。

who chose his words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood. 谁选择了他的话，从辣妹口中迷路在森林里。

Hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts. 酒壶吊索疯子，热气腾腾的咖啡厅调情。

they all spoke through you. 他们都通过你说话。

   

Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, 嘿，杰克，现在最棘手的部分，

when you were the brightest star, who were the shadows? 当你是最耀眼的明星，谁是影子？

Of the San Francisco beat boys you were the favorite. 旧金山打男生你最喜欢的。

Now they sit and rattle their bones and think of their blood stoned days. 现在，他们坐在那里滔滔不绝他们的骨头，并认为他们的血液用石头打天。

You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood. 你选择了你的话，从辣妹的口中迷路在森林里。

The hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts, 该酒壶吊索疯子，热气腾腾的咖啡厅调情，

in Chinatown howling at night. 在唐人街，晚上嚎叫。

   

Allen baby, why so jaded? 艾伦的宝宝，为什么这么厌倦？

Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded? 有男生都长大了，自己的美丽褪色？

Billy, what a saint they've made you, 比利，什么圣人，他们已经取得了你，

just like Mary down in Mexico on All Souls' Day. 就像小丽倒在墨西哥的万灵节。

   

You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood. 你选择了你的话，从辣妹的口中迷路在森林里。

Cool junk booting madmen, street minded girls 酷垃圾引导疯子，街道志同道合的女孩

in Harlem, howling at night. 在哈莱姆，嚎叫的夜晚。

What a tear stained shock of the world, 什么是世界的泪染冲击，

you've gone away without saying goodbye. 你已经不在了不辞而别。