In the snow there 在雪地里有

Stands a hurdy gurdy man, 矗立着一座手摇风琴的男人，

With his frozen fingers 随着他的手指冻

Plays as best he can. 扮演最好的，他可以。

   

Barefoot on the ice 赤脚在冰上

He shuffles to and fro 他慢腾腾地来回

And his empty plate 和他的空盘

It only fills with snow. 它不仅填补了雪。

   

No one wants to hear 没有人愿意听

His hurdy gurdy song, 他的手摇风琴的歌，

Hungry dogs surround him 饥饿的狗包围了他

and before too long 而不久

   

He will fall asleep 他会睡着

and then before too long 然后不久

He'll just let it happen, 他会就让它发生，

happen come what may. 碰巧出现什么情况。

   

Play his hurdy gurdy 打他的手摇风琴

till his dying day, 直到他死去的那一天，

   

Watching you, old man, 看着你，老男人，

I see myself in you. 我看到自己的你。

One day I will play 有一天，我会玩

This hurdy gurdy too. 这手摇风琴了。