He drinks while he stares 他喝的酒，而他凝视

At the smoke in the air 在空气中的烟

For him, time seems to crawl 对他来说，时间似乎抓取

He’s got no one at home 他有没有人在家

So he sits there alone 于是，他坐在那里独自

Waiting on lonesome’s last call 等待寂寞的最后一次通话

   

She came in by chance 她排在一个偶然的机会

Longing to dance 渴望跳舞

She once was the belle of the ball 她曾经是球的美女

But flowers will fade 但是花儿会褪色

She’s showing touches of gray 她呈现出灰色的触摸

And she’s waiting on lonesome’s last call 而她的等待寂寞的最后一次通话

   

While the fiddles are playing 而小提琴玩

The dance floor is swaying 舞池中摇曳

To the beat of an old fashioned waltz 一个老式的华尔兹的节拍

Their watching the hands of the clock on the wall 他们看着时钟的指针在墙上

And waiting on lonesome’s last call 并等待寂寞的最后一次通话

   

Soon the lights will go on 不久，灯光将继续

But the empty they’ve known 但空，他们已经知道

Won’t be felt in this moment at all 会不会觉得在这一刻，在所有

There was love in the air 有空气中的爱

And it found their hearts there 并发现他们心中有

Waiting on lonesome’s last call 等待寂寞的最后一次通话

   

While the fiddles are playing 而小提琴玩

The dance floor is swaying 舞池中摇曳

To the beat of an old fashioned waltz 一个老式的华尔兹的节拍

Their watching the hands of the clock on the wall 他们看着时钟的指针在墙上

And waiting on lonesome’s last call 并等待寂寞的最后一次通话

They’re waiting on lonesome’s last call 他们正在等待寂寞的最后一次通话