As the son of a son of a sailor, 作为一名水手的儿子的儿子，

I went out on the sea for adventure, 我出去在海上冒险，

Expanding their view of the captain and crew 扩大船长和船员的看法

Like a man just released from indenture. 喜欢一个人刚刚发布的契约。

   

As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man, 作为梦想的梦想家和路途。 “的人，

I have chalked up many a mile. 我已经用粉笔写了许多英里。

Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks, 阅读几十本关于英雄和骗子，

And I've learned much from both of their styles. 我已经学到了很多来自他们的风格。

   

Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor. 儿子的儿子，儿子的儿子，一个水手的儿子的儿子。

Son of a gun; load the last ton 儿子的枪;加载上次吨

One step ahead of the jailer. 超前的狱卒一步。

   

Now away in the near future, southeast of disorder, 现在走在不久的将来，无序的东南部，

You can shake the hand of the mango man 你可以撼动芒果人的手

As he greets you at the border. 当他映入你眼帘的边境。

   

And the lady she hails from Trinidad, 她从特立尼达冰雹小姐，

Island of the spices. 岛的香料。

Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet, 盐的肉类和肉桂甜，

And the rum is for all your good vices. 而朗姆酒是你所有的好恶习。

   

Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our 拖拉板中，我们乘坐的风，我们的

Forefathers harnessed before us. 摆在我们面前驾驭的祖先。

Hear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings. 听到钟声响起如潮水索具唱。

It's a son of a gun of a chorus. 这是一个合唱团的枪子。

   

Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends. 在这一切结束我无法捉摸，我的朋友。

If I knew, I might toss out my anchor. 如果我知道，我可能会折腾出我的锚。

So I'll cruise along always searchin' for songs, 所以我会游船沿着总在寻找的歌曲，

Not a lawyer, a thief or a banker. 不是律师，一个小偷或银行家。

   

But a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor. 但儿子的儿子的，儿子的儿子，一个水手的儿子的儿子。

Son of a gun, load the last ton 的枪子，加载上次吨

One step ahead of the jailer 超前的狱卒一步

I'm just a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor 我只是一个儿子儿子，儿子的儿子，一个水手的儿子的儿子

The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains. 大海在我的血管，我的传统依然存在。

I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer. 我很高兴我没有生活在一个拖车。