Let my inspiration flow in token rhyme, suggesting rhythm 让令牌韵我的灵感流，这节奏

That will not forsake you, till my tale is told and done 这不会离弃你，直到我的故事是说，做

While the firelight's aglow, strange shadows from the flames will grow 而心火的发红，奇怪的阴影从火焰将增长

Till things we've never seen will seem familiar 直到事情，我们从来没有见过会显得熟悉

   

Shadows of a sailor, forming winds both foul and fair all swarm 一个水手的阴影，形成风既犯规，公正的所有群

Down in Carlisle, he loved a lady many years ago 倒在卡莱尔，他在很多年前爱上了一位小姐

Here beside him stands a man, a soldier from the looks of him 在这里，他旁边站一个人，一个士兵从他的长相

Who came through many fights, but lost at love 谁通过许多战斗来了，却失去了爱情

   

While the story teller speaks, a door within the fire creaks 而讲故事的人讲，火灾中吱吱作响的门

Suddenly flies open, and a girl is standing there 忽然飞开了，一个女孩站在那里

Eyes alight, with glowing hair, all that fancy paints as fair 眼睛发亮，发光的头发，所有花哨的油漆公平

She takes her fan and throws it, in the lion's den 她把她的粉丝把它扔在狮子的巢穴

   

Which of you to gain me, tell, will risk uncertain pains of hell 其中，你获得我，告诉，将风险地狱的痛苦不明朗

I will not forgive you if you will not take the chance 我不会原谅你，如果你不抓住这个机会

The sailor gave at least a try, the soldier being much too wise 水手了至少一试，这名士兵是太聪明

Strategy was his strength, and not disaster 战略是他的力量，而不是灾难

   

The sailor, coming out again, the lady fairly leapt at him 水手再次现身，这位女士很欣然接受了他

That's how it stands today. You decide if he was wise 这就是今天怎么站。你决定，如果他是明智的

The story teller makes no choice. Soon you will not hear his voice 在讲故事的人是没有选择的。不久，你不会听到他的声音

His job is to shed light, and not to master 他的工作是要阐明，而不是掌握

   

Since the end is never told, we pay the teller off in gold 因为到底是从来没有告诉我们黄金支付取款关闭

In hopes he will return, but he cannot be bought or sold 在希望他会回来，但他不能被购买或出售