Rousseau walks on trumpet paths 卢梭走在小号路径

Safaris to the heart of all that jazz 旅行到所有爵士乐的心脏

Through I bars and girders-through wires and pipes 通过I条和大梁，通过电线和管道

The mathematic circuits of the modern nights 现代夜的数学电路

Through huts, through Harlem, through jails and gospel pews 透过木屋，通过哈林，通过监狱和福音教堂的长椅

Through the class on Park and the trash on Vine 通过类的公园和藤垃圾桶

Through Europe and the deep deep heart of Dixie blue 通过欧洲和迪克西蓝色的深深的心脏

Through savage progress cuts the jungle line 通过野蛮的进步减少了丛林线

   

In a low-cut blouse she brings the beer 在低胸上衣，她带来的啤酒

Rousseau paints a jungle flower behind her ear 卢梭描绘她的耳朵后面丛林花

Those cannibals-of shuck and jive 那些食人族，对误导的骗局

They'll eat a working girl like her alive 他们会吃一打工妹像她活着

With his hard-edged eye and his steady hand 随着他锋芒毕露的眼睛和他稳定的手

He paints the cellar full of ferns and orchid vines 他画的酒窖充满蕨类植物和兰花藤

And he hangs a moon above a five-piece band 他上面挂着一个五人乐队月亮

He hangs it up above the jungle line 他挂起来上面的丛林线

   

The jungle line, the jungle line 丛林行，丛林线

Screaming in a ritual of sound and time 尖叫声和时间的礼

Floating, drifting on the air-conditioned wind 漂浮，漂流在空调风

And drooling for a taste of something smuggled in 和流口水的东西的味道走私

Pretty women funneled through valves and smoke 通过阀门和烟漏斗漂亮女人

Coy and bitchy, wild and fine 腼腆和淫荡，野，细

And charging elephants and chanting slaving boats 充电大象呗奴隶船

Charging, chanting down the jungle line 充电时，诵经下来丛林线

   

There's a poppy wreath on a soldier's tomb 有一个士兵的坟墓罂粟花圈

There's a poppy snake in a dressing room 有一个在更衣室罂粟蛇

Poppy poison-poppy tourniquet 罂粟毒罂粟止血带

It slithers away on brass like mouthpiece spit 它slithers外出黄铜类喉舌吐

And metal skin and ivory birds 金属皮肤和象牙鸟

Go steaming up to Rousseau's vines 去蒸到卢梭的藤蔓

They go steaming up to Brooklyn Bridge 他们去蒸至布鲁克林大桥

Steaming, steaming, steaming up the jungle line 蒸，蒸，蒸了丛林线