Come gather 'round friends 快来收集轮的朋友

And I'll tell you a tale 我会告诉你一个故事

Of when the red iron pits ran empty 当红色的铁坑跑空

But the cardboard filled windows 但是，纸板填充的窗口

And old men on the benches 老男人的长椅

Tell you now that the whole town is empty. 现在告诉你，整个小镇是空的。

   

In the north end of town 在城市的北端

My own children are grown 我的孩子都长大

But I was raised on the other 但我提出的其他

In the wee hours of youth 在凌晨的青春

May mother took sick 五月的母亲生病了

And I was brought up by my brother. 我被带到了我的兄弟。

   

The iron ore poured 铁矿石倾

As the years passed the door 随着岁月的流逝门

The drag lines an' the shovels they was a-humming 拖行的“铲子他们是 - 嗡嗡声

'Til one day my brother 直到有一天，我的兄弟

Failed to come home 无法回家

The same as my father before him. 同我的父亲在他面前。

   

Well a long winter's wait 好了漫长冬天的等待

From the window I watched 从窗口看着看着

My friends they couldn't have been kinder 我的朋友，他们已经不能仁慈

And my schooling was cut 而我的求学被切断

As I quit in the spring 正如我在春天退出

To marry John Thomas, a miner. 嫁给​​约翰·托马斯，一个矿工。

   

Oh the years passed again 哦，这些年又通过了

And the givin' was good 而得到安宁好

With the lunch bucket filled every season 随着午餐桶填满每一个季节

What with three babies born 有什么用三个婴儿出生

The work was cut down 这项工作是削减

To a half a day's shift with no reason. 一个半天的转变，没有理由。

Then the shaft was soon shut 然后在轴很快关

And more work was cut 而更多的工作被切断

And the fire in the air, it felt frozen 而火在空中，感觉冻结

'Til a man come to speak 直到一个人来说话

And he said in one week 他在一个星期说

That number eleven was closin'. 这个数字11是closin “ 。

   

They complained in the East 他们抱怨东

They are playing too high 他们是在玩过高

They say that your ore ain't worth digging 他们说，你的矿石是不是值得挖掘

That it's much cheaper down 它的便宜得多下来

In the South American towns 在南美城市

Where the miners work almost for nothing. 当矿工的工作没有差不多。

   

So the mining gates locked 因此，采矿大门上锁

And the red iron rotted 而红铁腐烂

And the room smelted heavy from drinking 而且房间冶炼重金属喝酒

Where the sad silent song 凡难过无声的歌

Made the hour twice as long 取得的小时的两倍长

As I waited for the sun to go sinking. 我等着太阳出来晒去下沉。

   

I lived by the window 我住的窗口

As he talked to himself 当他谈到自己

This silence of tongues it was building 它的舌头正在建造的这种沉默

Then one morning's wake 后来有一天早上的醒来

The bed it was bare 这床是裸

And I's left alone with three children. 我是独自带着三个孩子。

   

The summer is gone 夏天走了

The ground's turning cold 地面的旋转冷

The stores one by one they're a-foldin' 商店一个接一个，他们是A- foldin

My children will go 我的孩子会去

As soon they grow 一旦他们长大

Well there ain't nothing here now to hold them. 那么有没有什么现在在这里举行他们。