September seventeen 九月17

For a girl I know it's Mother's Day 对于一个女孩，我知道这是母亲节

Her son has gone alee 她的儿子已经alee

And that's where he will stay 而这也正是他将留

The wind on the weathervane 在风向标风

Tearing blue eyes sailor mean 流泪的蓝眼睛水手的意思

As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain 作为福斯塔夫唱悲伤的副歌

For a boy in Fiddler's Green 在提琴手的绿色是男孩

   

His tiny knotted heart 他的小心脏打结

Well, I guess it never worked to good 嗯，我想它从来没有工作过好

The timber tore apart 木材四分五裂

And the water gorged the wood 而水吃饱木

You can hear her whispered prayer 你可以听到她低声祈祷

For men at masts that always lean 对于男性来说，在桅杆总是瘦

The same wind that moves her hair 同样的风移动她的头发

Moves her boy through Fiddler's Green 通过提琴手的绿色移动她的男孩

   

Nothing's changed anyway 什么也没有改变呢

Nothing's changed anyway 什么也没有改变呢

Any time today 今天任何时间

   

He doesn't know a soul 他不知道灵魂

There's nowhere that he's really been 有无处说，他真的是

But he won't travel long alone 但他不会走很孤独

No, not in Fiddler's Green 不，不是在提琴手的绿色

Balloons all filled with rain 气球都充满了雨

As children's eyes turn sleepy mean 随着孩子的眼睛变成昏昏欲睡平均

And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain 和福斯塔夫唱悲伤的副歌

For a boy in Fiddler's Green 在提琴手的绿色是男孩