My history is no secret, It's written in the stones 我的历史不是什么秘密，这是写在石头

In the hill beside this river,Rest my mother gentle bones. 在这条河旁边的山上，休息妈妈温柔的骨头。

   

And daddy there beside her, On my mothers next of kin 和爸爸还有她的身边，在我母亲的近亲

And their legacy passed down to me, The sons of mountain men. 和他们的遗产传承给我，山世人。

   

Raised to be a miner, By a miners callised hands 提高到一个矿工，由一个矿工callised手

Has my youth between these mountains, Where i grew to understand. 有我的这些山，我生长的地方是可以理解的青春。

   

That family was the word of God, And faith was its demand 家庭是上帝的话，而信仰是其需求

And life and death is sinking, From the coal beneath this land. 生死下沉，从煤这片土地之下。

   

Well, a rich man writes the book of laws A poor man must defend 那么，一个富人写到法律一个可怜的人必须捍卫的书

But the highest laws are written On the hearts of honest men 但最高的法律是写在诚实的男人的心

   

If that cup is passed to me To do what must be done 如果这杯传递给我做必须做什么

When they lay me down remind them I was just my father's son. 当他们躺下提醒他们，我只是我父亲的儿子。

   

I've walked among these people Heard the stories that they tell 我这人听说他们讲的故事中走了

I've crawled beside them in the mines And touched the walls of hell. 我旁边爬在矿山和感动地狱的墙壁。

   

I've shared their sacred secrets Known their triumph and their pain 我分享了他们神圣的秘密已知的胜利和他们的痛苦

And right or wrong i'll stand with them On the final judgement day. 而对或错我会站在与他们在最后的审判日。

   

They say God gives his comfort When the time of trouble comes 他们说，上帝给了他安慰。当麻烦的时刻到来

They say we'll own no share of peace Til we lay down our guns. 他们说，我们自己没有那份和平，直到我们放下我们的枪。

   

But will my boy have the chance to do The things i've never done 但我的孩子有机会做的事情，我从来没有做过

Or will he like me be told to be Must be his father's son. 或者他会不会像我一样被告知要准是他父亲的儿子。

   

Well a rich man writes the book of laws A poor man must defend 以及丰富的人写的法律一个可怜的人必须捍卫的书

But the highest laws are written On the hearts of honest men. 但最高的法律是写在诚实的人的心。

   

When that cup is passed to me To do what must be done 当那杯传递给我做必须做什么

On chunk of coal just carve these words I was just my father's son... 在煤大块刚瓜分这些话我只是我父亲的儿子...