The narrow and the winding ways 狭窄和卷绕方式

The streets of old New York 旧纽约街头

The families, the street life, the spark 家庭，街道生活，火花

The rooftop where we watched 在这里我们看到了屋顶

San Gennaro's festival 圣真纳罗的节日

Masquerades in the dark... 伪装在黑暗中...

On the streets down in little Italy 街头意大利小降

Where the past goes on and on forever 在这里，过去的推移和永远

And I feel it ever present 而且我觉得它永远存在

In every step I take alone 在每一步，我独自走

On the streets down in little Italy 街头意大利小降

   

The oceans and the years 海洋和年

That separate our lives 分开我们的生活

From these streets we once called our home 从这些街道，我们一度被称为我们的家

Those distances of space and time 空间和时间的距离

How strong they are 多么强大，他们都

And how weak they are... 如何脆弱， ...

On the streets down in little Italy 街头意大利小降

Where the past goes on and on forever 在这里，过去的推移和永远

And I feel it ever present 而且我觉得它永远存在

In every step I take alone 在每一步，我独自走

On the streets down in little Italy 街头意大利小降

   

Does the morning sunlight 确实，早上的阳光

Still hit the bed where we used to lie 还是打到我们曾经睡过的床

Do the sidewalk stands and markets still overflow 做地摊和市场仍溢出

Where I lingered till I was empty 我在那里徘徊，等我空了

Where I stayed till I had to go 我在那里一直待到我不得不去

Though in the night 虽然在夜间

Sometimes I see you disappear 有时候，我看你消失

Down cobblestones... 下来的鹅卵石...

   

On the streets down in little Italy 街头意大利小降

Where the past goes on and on forever 在这里，过去的推移和永远

And I feel it ever present 而且我觉得它永远存在

In every step I take alone 在每一步，我独自走

Like your presence in my bones 就像你在我的骨头存在

On the streets down in little Italy 街头意大利小降