The old Rocker wore his hair too long, 老跷穿着他的头发过长，

wore his trouser cuffs too tight. 穿着裤兜袖口过紧。

Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light. 不流行到底---他喝麦芽酒太淡。

Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams --- 骷髅皮带扣---昨日的梦想---

the transport caf' prophet of doom. 运输CAF “先知的厄运。

Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams 言犹在他的双缝接缝没有变化

in his post-war-babe gloom. 在他战后，贝贝忧愁。

   

Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die. 现在，他太老了，摇滚乐，但他太年轻了，死了。

   

He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville. 他曾经拥有一辆哈雷戴维森和凯旋邦纳维尔。

Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs 算他的朋友在被烧毁的火花塞

and prays that he always will. 并祈祷他总是会。

But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys 但他最后的贵族血统加油机男生

all of his mates are doing time: 他所有的队友都在做时间：

married with three kids up by the ring road 有三个孩子嫁给了由环形路

sold their souls straight down the line. 出卖自己的灵魂直降线。

And some of them own little sports cars 其中一些自己的小跑车

and meet at the tennis club do's. 而在网球俱乐部见面做的。

For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday. 上周日的饮料---周一上班。

They've thrown away their blue suede shoes. 他们已经扔掉了自己的蓝色麂皮鞋。

   

Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die. 现在他们老了，摇滚和他们太年轻了，死了。

   

So the old Rocker gets out his bike 所以老跷得到了他的自行车

to make a ton before he takes his leave. 以一吨，他把他的离开。

Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner 截至上的A1由苏格兰角

just like it used to be. 就像它曾经是。

And as he flies --- tears in his eyes --- 当他飞---泪水在他的眼里---

his wind-whipped words echo the final take 他的风刮起的话呼应了最后的取

and he hits the trunk road doing around 120 和他打的主干道做约120

with no room left to brake. 没有空间留给制动。

   

And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die. 他太老了，摇滚乐，但他太年轻了，死了。

No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die. 不，你永远不会太老，如果你太年轻了，死摇滚乐。