I saw a Berkeley woman sitting in a rocking chair. A dulcimer in her lap, feather in her hair. 我看到一个大学伯克利分校的女人坐在摇椅上。在她的腿上扬琴，羽毛在她的头发。

Her breasts swayed freely with the rhythm of the rocking chair, 她的乳房与摇椅的节奏自由摇摆，

she was a sitting and a singing and a swaying, Her cheeks were red I declare. 她是一个休息和唱歌，随风摇曳，她的脸颊红红的，我声明。

   

'Twas hard to believe what my eyes showed me then, 它是个很难相信自己的眼睛给我看，然后，

the color in her cheeks was just her natural skin. 在她的脸颊上的颜色只是她天生皮肤。

She wore no makeup to make her look that way. 她穿着无妆让她看起来如此。

She was a natural mama with the red cheeks, what more can I say? 她是一个自然的妈妈用红色的脸颊，我还有什么可说的？

   

Well, I finally realized there was hunger in my stare. 好吧，我终于意识到有饥饿感在我的凝视。

In my mind I was swaying with the woman in the rocking chair. 在我心目中，我是摇曳的女人在摇椅。

But the lady I was living with was standing right by my side, 但这位女士当时我住了就站在我的身边，

she saw my stare and she saw the hunger and Lord, it made her cry. 她看到我的眼神，她看到了饥饿和主，这让她哭。

   

So with anger on her face, yes and hurt in her eyes, 因此，与愤怒在她的脸上，是伤害她的眼睛，

she scratched me and she clawed me, she screamed and she cried, 她抓我，她扒开了我，她尖叫，她哭了，

"oh, you don't give me near all the loving that you should, “哦，你不给我了几乎所有的爱，你应该，

yet you're ready to go and lay with her, well you're just no damn good." 但你已经准备好与她同寝，以及你只是没有该死的好。 “

   

Well, I guess she's probably right, oh, I guess I'm probably wrong. 嗯，我猜她可能是正确的，呵呵，我想我可能是错的。

I guess she's not too far away, she hasn't been gone very long. 我猜她是不是太遥远了，她还没有走很长。

And I guess we could get together and try it one more time, 我想我们能走到一起，并尝试一次，

but I know that wanderlust would come again, she'd only wind up a-crying. 但我知道，流浪会再来，她只有风了，哭了。

   

Well, now you've heard my story as plain as the light of day. 好了，现在你已经听说过我的故事，平淡如白昼的光。

It's hard to feel guilty for loving the ladies, that's all I gotta say. 很难感到内疚爱女士，这就是我得说。

Except a woman is the sweetest fruit that God ever put on the vine, 除了一个女人是上帝没有把在树上最甜的水果，

I'd no more love just one kind of woman than drink only one kind of wine. 我倒是没有更多的爱只是一个善良的女人，比只喝一种酒水。