Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll 远的日落的完成了“午夜的破路费

We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing 我们躲到门口，雷内崩溃

As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds 由于螺栓雄伟的钟声敲阴影中的声音

Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing 似乎是自由的闪烁的风铃

Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight 闪烁的实力，勇士是不打

Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight 闪烁的难民在飞行手无寸铁的路

An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night 一个“每个的”在黑夜内心的每一次​​弱旅战士

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 一个我们凝视着自由闪动的风铃。

   

In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched 在城市的熔化炉，没想到我们看

With faces hidden as the walls were tightening 随着脸隐藏的墙壁被收紧

As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain 作为婚礼的钟声中飘荡“雨前回声

Dissolved into the bells of the lightning 溶解到闪电的钟声

Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake 敲响的反叛，敲响了耙

Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked 敲响了倒霉的，被遗弃的“ forsaked

Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake 敲响的弃儿，燃尽的不断危在旦夕

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 一个我们凝视着自由闪动的风铃。

   

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail 通过野外抓取冰雹的疯狂神秘锤击

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder 天空裂开的诗歌裸体奇迹

That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze 该教堂的钟声的执着自爆远到微风

Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder 留下闪电只有钟声和其风头

Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind 引人注目的温柔，醒目的那种

Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind 引人注目的心灵的守护者和保护者

An' the poet an the painter far behind his rightful time 一个诗人的画家远远落后于他应有的时间

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 一个我们凝视着自由闪动的风铃。

   

In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales 在野外大教堂晚上下雨揭开故事

For the disrobed faceless forms of no position 对于没有位置的脱去衣服露脸的形式

Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts 为舌头没地方使自己的思想敲响

All down in taken-for granted situations 全部倒在采取，是理所当然的情况下，

Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute 收费失聪者的盲目，收费为静音

For the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute 对于虐待， mateless母亲的mistitled妓女

For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit 对于轻罪逃犯，追一个“被追求被骗

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 一个我们凝视着自由闪动的风铃。

   

Even though a clouds's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed 即使云的白窗帘在一个遥远的角落里闪过

An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting 一个“催眠四溅雾慢慢抬起

Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones 电光源还是打似箭，射向但对于那些

Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting 注定要漂泊，否则保持漂流

Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail 敲响的搜索者，他们说不出话来，求线索

For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale 对于寂寞善良爱好者有太多个人的故事

An' for each unharmfull, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail 一个“每个unharmfull ，温柔的心灵监狱里放错了地方

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 一个我们凝视着自由闪动的风铃。

   

Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught 充满幻想的“笑我记得当我们被抓

Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended 通过无轨小时被困他们绞死暂停

As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look 当我们听到最后一次的“我们看着一上一下

Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended 败兴而归的吞直到该结束收费

Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed 敲响了他的伤口，不能喂奶的疼痛

For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse 对于无数的困惑，指责，误用，发呆的人一个差

An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe 一个“每挂向上的人，在整个大宇宙

An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. 一个我们凝视着自由闪动的风铃。