Raise your can of beer on high 提高对高的啤酒罐头

And seal your fate forever 和封你的命运永远

Our best years have past us by 我最好的年华已经过去我们通过

The golden age of leather 皮革的黄金时代

   

This was the night not long to come in the year of our Lord A.D. 这是晚上没多久进来我们的主公元年份

Where in a desert way-house, poised on the brink of eternity 凡在沙漠地，房子，准备在永恒的边缘

Four and ninety studded horsemen closed the knot of honor 四九十云集骑兵封闭荣誉结

As only drunken soldiers can 由于只有喝醉酒的士兵可以

   

And passed from man to man, a wanton child to dead to care 而从人传给人，一个肆意的孩子死了护理

That each would find his pleasure as he might 每个会发现他很高兴，因为他可能

For this fantastic night was billed as nothing less than the end of 对于这个梦幻般的夜晚被标榜为无外乎年底

an age 年龄

A last crusade, a final outrage, in this day of flacid plumage 最后一个十字军东征，最后的愤怒，在这一天flacid羽毛

   

And there was worn no cloth but leather 而且是没有穿布，但皮革

Made supple by years of stinging cinders 做水嫩多年刺痛灰烬

And here were seen the scars of age 这里被视为年龄的伤疤

For age had been the common call for one last night together 对于年龄已经共同呼吁昨晚在一起

   

Down colored the sky (the ritual feast) 彩色羽绒服天空（祭祀宴）

Some had died (they were buried with their bikes) 有些已经死了（他们被埋葬了他们的自行车）

Each grabbed a rag (from a man with a sack) 每个抓起一块抹布（从男子用麻袋）

Torn strips of color (the red and the black) 颜色撕裂带（红色和黑色）

   

We made a vow to give it all we had to give 我们发誓放弃一切，我们不得不放弃

We made a vow to die as we had lived 我们发誓死，我们还活着

   

They flew the colors, they began to fight 他们驾驶的颜色，他们就开始打

They flailed at each other like bugs at a light 他们挥动对方就像虫子在光

Bodies and bikes beyond repair 机构和无法修复的自行车

Smell of oil and gas in the air 的油和气体中的空气的气味

   

Then the wind whipped the desert with a giant hand 然后，风刮起的沙漠巨手

And the humans and the Harleys caught the shifting sand 而人类和哈雷陷入流沙

And the old ranger weathered the storm 和老护林员经受住了风暴

And he topped the rise by the middle of morn 他荣登上升了早晨的中间

He saw rippled dunes, calm and surreal 他看到涟漪沙丘，冷静，超现实

And a glint of a shaft of chromium steel 铬钢轴的闪烁

   

Golden age... 黄金时代...