Follow the typical signs, the hand-painted lines, down prairie roads. 按照典型标志，手绘线，下跌草原道路。

Pass the lone church spire. 通过唯一的教堂的尖顶。

Pass the talking wire from where to who knows? 通过从哪里谁知道会说话的电线？

There's no way to divide the beauty of the sky from the wild western plains. 有没有办法从野生西部平原划分天空的美景。

Where a man could drift, in legendary myth, by roaming over spaces. 凡一个人能漂移，在传说中的神话，通过漫游过的空间。

The land was free and the price was right. 土地是免费的，价格是正确的。

   

Dakota on the wall is a white-robed woman, broad yet maidenly. 达科在墙上是白色长袍的女人，还广泛处女。

Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family. 在她的手这样的权力为她欢呼的旅行车男子的家人。

I see Indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history. 我看到印度人通过这个壁画的回忆我们历史上爬行。

   

Who were the homestead wives? 谁是宅基地的妻子？

Who were the gold rush brides? 谁是淘金新娘？

Does anybody know? 有谁知道？

Do their works survive their yellow fever lives in the pages they wrote? 难道他们的作品生存的黄热病生活在他们写的网页？

The land was free, yet it cost their lives. 土地是免费的，但它的成本他们的生活。

   

In miner's lust for gold. 在矿工的欲望的黄金。

A family's house was bought and sold, piece by piece. 一个家庭的房子是买和卖，一块一块的。

A widow staked her claim on a dollar and his name, so painfully. 寡妇押她的说法一美元，他的名字，所以痛苦。

In letters mailed back home her Eastern sisters they would moan 在信件邮寄回家了东方姐妹，他们会呻吟

as they would read accounts of madness, childbirth, loneliness and grief. 因为他们会读的疯狂，分娩，孤独和悲伤的帐户。