Right outside this lazy summer home 外面这个慵懒的夏日家居

you ain't got time to call your soul a critic no. 你是不是有时间打电话给你的灵魂评论家没有。

Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home, 外面的冬天的夏家的懒门，

wond'rin' where the nut-thatch winters, wondrin ，其中螺母茅草冬天，

wings a mile long just carried the bird away. 翅膀一英里长的刚刚进行的小鸟了。

   

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, 醒来的时候，发现你是全世界的目光，

the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own. 对心脏有它的海滩，它的故乡，它自己的想法。

Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings, 现在醒来，发现你是这首歌的清晨带来的，

But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own. 但心脏有它的季节，这是evenin的和它自己的歌曲。

   

There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away, 还有而来的救赎，他也慢慢消失了，

And there follows his wagon behind him that's loaded with clay. 有跟随他的货车在他身后的是满载泥土。

And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom, and decay, 那沉默所有的种子冲进开花，腐烂，

and night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day. 而夜晚来临的时候那么安静，它是在接近一天的高跟鞋。

   

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, 醒来的时候，发现你是全世界的目光，

the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own. 对心脏有它的海滩，它的故乡，它自己的想法。

Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings, 现在醒来，发现你是这首歌的清晨带来的，

But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own. 但心脏有它的季节，这是evenin的和它自己的歌曲。

   

Sometimes we live no particular way but our own, 有时候，我们的生活没有特别的办法，但我们自己的，

And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home, 有时候我们访问贵国，住在你的家，

sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone, 有时我们骑在你的马，有时候我们一个人走，

sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own. 有时候，我们听到的歌曲都只是我们自己的歌曲。

   

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, 醒来的时候，发现你是全世界的目光，

the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own. 对心脏有它的海滩，它的故乡，它自己的想法。

Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings, 现在醒来，发现你是这首歌的清晨带来的，

But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenin's and songs of it's own. 但心脏有它的季节，这是evenin的和它自己的歌曲。