In a letter to every president, congressman, career politician, 在写给每一个总统，国会议员，职业政治家，

Scrawled in spite across the envelope 整个信封潦草，尽管

With all of our conviction. 我们所有的信念。

In only took a few hours for his peers 在只用了几个小时，他的同行

To find him guilty in a trial too fair, 找到他有罪的审判太公平，

   

A wobblie, immigrant worker has no place among the living. à wobblie ，移民工人有生活中没有位置。

"My body if I could choose to ashes it reduce." “我的身体，如果我可以选择粉身碎骨也减少。 ”

   

Murdered by the capitalist, 由资本家杀害，

   

November 1915 be careful of what you wish. 1915年11月要小心你的愿望。

Who is wrong and who is righteous? 谁是谁非，谁是正义的？

   

What was stolen from us we will replace, 什么是从我们这里偷走我们将予以更换，

   

Off with the head on the body we feast, 关与我们大饱眼福身体的头，

   

Who is wrong and who is righteous, 谁是谁非，谁是正义的，

Will never be our own decision. 永远是我们自己的决定。

   

He yelled fire to the squad with guns, they stopped his heart from beating. 他大声火小队枪，他们殴打停止了他的心脏。

   

Every word he wrote, he spoke, he sung, we are still singing: 每一个字，他写道，他一边说，一边唱，我们还在唱：

"My body if I could choose to ashes it reduce, “我的身体，如果我可以选择的骨灰也减少，

And let the breezes blow my dust to where some flowers grow. 而让微风吹我的尘埃鲜花盛开的地方。

   

Perhaps some fading flower then would come to life and bloom again". 也许有些褪色的花，然后就走到人生，重新怒放“ 。

   

If the workers take a notion, 如果工人采取概念，

   

They can stop all speeding trains, 他们可以停止所有飞驰的列车，

Every ship upon the ocean. 在海洋中的每艘船舶。

   

They can tie with mighty chains 他们可以与强大的链绑

Every wheel in the creation, 在创作每一个车轮，

Every mine and every mill. 每一个矿山，每家工厂。

   

Fleets and armies of all nations 车队和所有国家的军队

Will at our command stand still. 将在我们的命令停滞不前。