The streets are always wet with rain 街道上总是与雨淋湿

After a summer shower when I saw you standin' 经过一个夏天淋浴时，我看见你站在

In the garden in the garden wet with rain 在花园雨水打湿花园

   

You wiped the teardrops from your eye in sorrow 你从你的眼睛中抹去悲伤的眼泪

As we watched the petals fall down to the ground 正如我们看到的花瓣落到地上

And as I sat beside you I felt the 当我坐在你旁边我感到

Great sadness that day in the garden 巨大的悲伤那一天在花园里

   

And then one day you came back home 然后有一天，你回到家里

You were a creature all in rapture 你是一个生物都在狂喜

You had the key to your soul 你有钥匙你的灵魂

And you did open that day you came back to the garden 而你，你回来后花园的那一天做了开放

   

The olden summer breeze was blowin' on your face 在古代的夏天微风在你的脸上吹“

The light of God was shinin' on your countenance divine 光明神在你的脸上神圣的照耀

And you were a violet colour as you 而你是一个紫色的你

Sat beside your father and your mother in the garden 坐在你身旁的父亲和你的母亲在花园里

   

The summer breeze was blowin' on your face 夏天的微风在你的脸上吹“

Within your violet you treasure your summery words 在你的紫，你珍惜你的夏日字

And as the shiver from my neck down to my spine 而作为哆嗦，从我的脖子下到我的脊椎

Ignited me in daylight and nature in the garden 点燃我在日光和自然花园

   

And you went into a trance 而你进入恍惚

Your childlike vision became so fine 你的孩子般的眼光变得很细

And we heard the bells inside the church 我们听到了教堂里的钟声

We loved so much 我们喜欢这么多

And felt the presence of the youth of 并认为青年的存在

Eternal summers in the garden 在花园里永恒的夏天

   

And as it touched your cheeks so lightly 而且，因为它触及你的脸颊如此轻率

Born again you were and blushed and we touched each other lightly 重生的你脸红，我们碰在一起随便

And we felt the presence of the Christ 我们觉得基督的存在

   

And I turned to you and I said 我转过身来，我和你说

No Guru, no method, no teacher 没有大师，没有方法，没有老师

Just you and I and nature 只是你和我和性质

And the father in the garden 在花园里的父亲

   

No Guru, no method, no teacher 没有大师，没有方法，没有老师

Just you and I and nature 只是你和我和性质

And the Father and the 与父和

Son and the Holy Ghost 圣子和圣灵

In the garden wet with rain 在花园雨水打湿

No Guru, no method, no teacher 没有大师，没有方法，没有老师

Just you and I and nature and the holy ghost 只是你和我与自然和圣灵

In the garden, in the garden, wet with rain 在花园里，花园里，雨湿

No Guru, no method, no teacher 没有大师，没有方法，没有老师

Just you and I and nature 只是你和我和性质

And the Father in the garden 在花园里的父亲