A little boy sat crying on the floor 一个小男孩哭着坐在地板上

His daddy won't be coming home no more 他的爸爸不会来家里没有更多的

He cannot reason why 他不能理由

His daddy had to die 他的爸爸都得死

And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more. 和吟游诗人男孩的不唱了。

   

So play violin, play 所以，拉小提琴，玩

Play 'til the night is over 玩，直到晚上结束

Music will wash away all your sorrow. 音乐将洗去你所有的悲伤。

   

At seventeen he thought he'd never cry 在17 ，他以为他永远不会哭泣

And then his angel had to say goodbye 然后他的天使不得不说再见

But living must go on 但生活必须继续下去

To face another dawn 面对另一个黎明

And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more. 和吟游诗人男孩的不唱了。

   

So play violin, play 所以，拉小提琴，玩

Play 'til the night is over 玩，直到晚上结束

Music will wash away all your sorrow. 音乐将洗去你所有的悲伤。

   

A moment later, life was just a dream 过了一会儿，人生只是一个梦

Remembering the things he'd done and seen 想起他做这些，看到的东西

He now can reason why 他现在能原因

He soon will have to die 他很快将不得不死

And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more. 和吟游诗人男孩的不唱了。

And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more. 和吟游诗人男孩的不唱了。