With his fool's gold stacked up all around him 随着他的傻瓜的金子堆积起来的所有身边

From a killing in the market on the war 从战争杀戮市场

The children left King Midas there, as they found him 孩子们离开迈达斯国王那里，因为他们发现他

In his counting house where nothing counts but more 在他的帐房里，其中没有计算，但更

   

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And he thought he heard the echo of a penny whistle band 他以为他听到了一个哨子一分钱带的回声

And the laughter from a distant caravan 而从遥远的马帮的欢声笑语

And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand 而鲜艳的线马戏团货车在沙

Fading through the door into summer 通过大门进入夏季衰落

   

With his travel logs of 'maybe next year' places 随着“也许明年”的地方他的旅行日志

As a trade-in for a name upon the door 作为一个贸易为在门上的名字

And he pays for every year he cannot buy back with his tears 而他付出的每一年，他不能与他的眼泪买回来的

As he finds out there's been no one keeping score 当他发现在那里一直无人饲养得分

   

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