There's a yellow flower by your bed 有一个黄色的花了你的床

Sadly droopin' it's perfumed head 可悲的是droopin “这是芬芳的头

So you won't smell it, I know what you'll miss 这样你就不会闻到它，我知道你会错过什么

   

And there's a hummingbird, a hummingbird, 这里面的蜂鸟，蜂鸟，

A hummingbird, a hummingbird, 蜂鸟，蜂鸟，

Oh there's a hummingbird singing. 哦，有一个蜂鸟的歌唱。

   

There is the hat you made, the clothes you wore 还有就是你做的帽子，你穿的衣服

Lying down on the cold, dirty floor. 在寒冷，肮脏的地板上躺着。

The colors are fading, they'll never shine again. 在颜色褪色，他们再也不会亮。

   

And there's a hummingbird, a hummingbird, 这里面的蜂鸟，蜂鸟，

A hummingbird, a hummingbird, 蜂鸟，蜂鸟，

Oh there's a hummingbird singing. 哦，有一个蜂鸟的歌唱。

   

Now the road is turning gray, 现在在路上变白，

There's a shadow where you once lay. 有一个影子，你曾经躺着。

They'll find it tomorrow, and think you went alone. 他们会发现它的明天，并认为你独自前往。

   

But there's a hummingbird, a hummingbird, 但是有一只蜂鸟，蜂鸟，

A hummingbird, a hummingbird, 蜂鸟，蜂鸟，

Ah there's a hummingbird crying. 啊有一个蜂鸟哭。