Well how do you do, young Willy McBride, 好了，你怎么办，年轻的威利·麦克布莱德，

Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside, 你不介意我坐在这里向下的坟边，

And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun, 休息了一会照耀下的温暖的夏日阳光，

I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done. 我已经走了一整天，我几乎做了。

   

I see by your gravestone you were only 19, 从你的墓碑，你只有19见，

You joined the great fallin' in 1916. 您于1916年加入了伟大的坠落“ 。

Well I hope you died quick, and I hope you died clean. 嗯，我希望你快死了，我希望你死了干净。

Willy McBride, was it slow and obscene? 威利·麦克布莱德，它是缓慢的，淫秽？

   

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Did they beat the drums slowly, 难道他们打的鼓点慢，

Did they play the fife lowly? 难道他们玩笛低？

Did they sound a death march as they lowered you down? 难道他们的声音死亡之旅，因为他们降低你失望？

Did the band play the last post and chorus? 没有乐队演奏的最后一个职位，并合唱？

Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest? 没有管道发挥森林的花吗？

   

Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind, 你离开妻子或情人的背后，

In some faithful heart, is your memory in shrine? 在一些忠实的心脏，是您在神社的记忆？

And though you died back in 1916, 虽然你在1916年去世回来，

In that faithful heart, you're forever 19. 在这种忠实的心脏，你是永远的19 。

   

Or are you a stranger without even a name, 或者你甚至没有一个名字的陌生人，

Enclosed forever behind a glass pane. 永远封闭落后的玻璃面板。

In an old photograph, torn and battered and stained, 在一张老照片，撕裂，殴打和染色，

And faded to yellow in a brown yellow frame. 和褪色发黄的棕黄色框。

   

[Chorus] [合唱]

   

Now Willy McBride, I can't help wondering why 现在，威利·麦克布莱德，我不禁想知道为什么

Do those who lie here know why they died. 做那些谁躺在这儿知道他们为什么死了。

Did they really believe when they answered the cause, 难道他们真的相信，当他们回答的原因，

Did they really believe that this war would end wars? 难道他们真的相信这场战争将结束战争？

   

But the sorrow, the sufferin', the glory, the pain 但悲哀的痛苦中“ ，荣耀，疼痛

The killing and dying were all done in vain. 杀戮与垂死的人被白白全部完成。

But, Willy McBride, it all happened again, and again, and again, and again, and again. 不过，威利·麦克布莱德，这一切又发生了，又一次，又一次，又一次，又一次。

   

[Chorus] [合唱]

   

Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest? 没有管道发挥森林的花吗？