When I was a young man I carried my pack 当我还年轻的时候我抱着包

And I lived the free life of a rover 和我住流动站的自由生活

From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback 从穆雷绿色流域尘土飞扬的内陆

I waltzed my Matilda all over 我都会在舞着我的明德

Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son 然后在一九一五年我国儿子说

It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done 现在是时候停止东拉西扯“的原因还有工作要做

So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun 因此，他们给了我一个钢盔，他们给了我一支枪

And they sent me away to the war 他们打发我走了战争

And the band played Waltzing Matilda 和乐队演奏华尔兹玛蒂达

As we sailed away from the quay 当我们乘船离开码头

And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers 而之中所有的眼泪和呐喊和欢呼声

We sailed off to Gallipoli 我们航行了加利波利

   

How well I remember that terrible day 我该如何清楚地记得那可怕的一天

How the blood stained the sand and the water 如何鲜血染红了沙子和水

And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay 如何在地狱，他们被称为萨弗拉湾

We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter 我们被屠杀像羊羔宰杀

Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well 约翰尼·特克，他准备好了，他引自己好

He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells 他追我们的子弹，他下了雨我们有壳

And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell 不到五分钟，平他就吹我们所有的地狱

Nearly blew us right back to Australia 近自爆我们又回到澳洲

But the band played Waltzing Matilda 但乐队演奏华尔兹玛蒂达

As we stopped to bury our slain 当我们停下来埋葬我们的死士

We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs 我们埋葬我们的，土耳其人埋他们的

Then we started all over again 然后，我们又从头开始

   

Now those that were left, well we tried to survive 现在，那些被留下的，以及我们试图生存

In a mad world of blood, death and fire 血，死亡和火灾的疯狂世界

And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive 而对于10厌倦星期，我一直自己还活着

But around me the corpses piled higher 但我周围的尸体堆高

Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit 再大的土耳其外壳敲我屁股上针锋相对

And when I woke up in my hospital bed 而当我在医院的病床上醒来的时候

And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead 看到什么样子的，我希望我已经死了

Never knew there were worse things than dying 从来不知道还有更糟糕的事情比死

For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda 对于没有更多的我会去跳华尔兹玛蒂达

All around the green bush far and near 周围全是绿色的灌木远及近

For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs 对于驼峰帐篷钉，一个男人需要两条腿

No more waltzing Matilda for me 没有更多的华尔兹玛蒂达我

   

So they collected the cripples, the wounded, the maimed 因此，他们收集到的残废，受伤，残废

And they shipped us back home to Australia 他们运回我们的家澳大利亚

The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane 无臂，无腿的，盲目的疯狂

Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla 那些骄傲的受伤萨弗拉的英雄

And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay 而作为我们的船驶进了环形码头

I looked at the place where my legs used to be 我看着在我的腿上来的地方

And thank Christ there was nobody waiting for me 并感谢耶稣有没有人在等我

To grieve and to mourn and to pity 悲伤和哀悼和同情

And the band played Waltzing Matilda 和乐队演奏华尔兹玛蒂达

As they carried us down the gangway 当他们带着我们沿着舷梯

But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared 但是，没有人欢呼雀跃，他们只是站在那儿，盯着

Then turned all their faces away 然后把所有的背向

   

And now every April I sit on my porch 而现在每年的四月我坐在我的门廊

And I watch the parade pass before me 我观看游行通我面前

And I watch my old comrades, how proudly they march 我看我的老同志，他们是如何自豪游行

Reliving old dreams of past glory 重温昔日的辉煌旧梦

And the old men march slowly, all bent, stiff and sore 和老男人缓缓前进，所有的弯曲，僵硬和疼痛

The forgotten heroes from a forgotten war 从一个被遗忘的战争中被遗忘的英雄

And the young people ask, "What are they marching for?" 和年轻的人问， “什么是他们进军呢？”

And I ask myself the same question 我问自己同样的问题

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda 而乐队演奏华尔兹玛蒂达

And the old men answer to the call 和老男人接听呼叫

But year after year their numbers get fewer 但年复一年他们的人数少得

Some day no one will march there at all 有一天，没有人会在整个3月有

   

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda 玛蒂尔达华尔兹，华尔兹玛蒂达

Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me 谁就会走了华尔兹玛蒂达与我

And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong 当你传递的Billabong的鬼可能会听到

Who'll come-a-waltzing Matilda with me? 谁愿意来-A-华尔兹玛蒂达和我在一起？