Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying, 坐飞机，我想我永远也学不会的飞行，

I thought I'd spend my whole life trying, 我想我会用我的一生努力，

For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground... 飞行是门古老的艺术保持一只脚在地上...

   

Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying, 说谎，我想我永远不会让起卧，

I thought I'd lose it all by sighing, 我以为我会失去这一切了叹气，

For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found. 说谎是古老的艺术躲在一个永远不会被发现的话。

   

Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying, 哭了，我想我永远不会停止哭泣，

I thought I'd always dream of dying, 我想我总是梦想死亡，

For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground. 哭的是古老的艺术哭泣的河流入地面。

   

Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying, 哦，快死了，我想我从来没有看到奄奄一息，

I thought I'd spend my whole life flying, 我想我会用我一生的飞行，

For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round. 对于死去的是古老的艺术守信世界转向轮。

   

Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing, 叹了口气，我想我永远守在叹息，

I thought I'd always be there crying, 我以为我会永远在那里哭，

For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around. 对于叹息的是，古老的艺术呼吸悲伤各地的。

   

And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying, 并尝试，我想我会用我的赛季努力，

I thought I could stop myself from lying, 我想我可以从躺着管不住自己，

For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round. 对于想是古老的艺术证明了地球是圆的。

   

Oh flying, oh oh, lying, oh oh, crying, oh oh, sighing, oh oh, 飞哦，哦，哦，说谎，哦，哦，哭了，哦，哦，叹了口气，哦，哦，

Trying, oh oh and dying, oh oh, 想，哦，哦，和垂死的，哦，哦，

For dying it that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground, Yes it is... 对于垂死它的古老艺术种花在地下，是的，它是...