And we walked the pagan streams 我们走过的异教流

And searched for white horses on surrounding hills 并寻找在周围的山上白色的马

We lived where dusk had meaning 我们在那里住了黄昏的意思

And repaired to quiet sleep, where noise abated 和维修，以安静的睡着，在噪音减弱

In touch with the silence 与沉默的触摸

On Honey Street, on Honey Street 蜂蜜街，蜜街

   

What happened to a sense of wonder 发生了什么事，以一种奇怪的感觉

On yonder hillside, getting dim 在那边的山坡上，越来越暗淡

Why didn't they leave us, alone 他们为什么不离开我们，独自一人

Why couldn't we just be ourselves 我们为什么不能只是自己

We could dream, and keep bees 我们可以梦想，并保持蜜蜂

And live on Honey Street 而住在蜜街

   

And we walked the pagan streams 我们走过的异教流

In meditation and contemplation 在冥想和沉思

And we didn't need anybody, or anything 而我们并不需要任何人，或任何

Then, no concepts, being free 然后，没有任何的概念，是免费的

And I wanna climb that hillside again, with you 我想再次爬上了山坡，与您

One more time 再一次

   

As the great, great, great, great, great, great, great 作为伟大的，伟大的，伟大的，伟大的，伟大的，伟大的，伟大

Being watches over 存在过的手表

And we repair, repair, repair, shhh, repair, shhh, we repair 我们修，修，修，嘘，维修，嘘，我们修

To Honey Street, to Honey Street. 蜂蜜街，蜂蜜街。