Well, I woke up Sunday morning 好吧，我星期天早上醒来的时候

With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt 有没有办法保持我的头说没有伤害

And the beer I had for breakfast wouldn't bad 而啤酒我有吃早餐不会坏

So I had one more for dessert 所以，我有一个更甜点

   

Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes 然后，我通过我的衣柜里的衣服漏接

And found my cleanest dirty shirt 发现我的干净的脏衬衫

And I shaved my face and combed my hair 我剃光我的脸，梳理我的头发

Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day 跌跌撞撞地下楼来迎接一天

   

Well, I'd smoked my brain the night before 好吧，我以前抽我的大脑夜

On cigarettes and songs I'd been picking 香烟和歌曲我一直采摘

But I lit my first and watched a small boy 但我点燃我的第一个，看着一个小男孩

Cussin' at a can that he was kicking Cussin 在一个可以说他踢

   

And I crossed the empty street 和我穿过空荡荡的街道

Caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken 抓住了周日的气味的人油炸鸡

And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost 与主啊，把我带回的东西，我失去了

Somewhere, somehow along the way 某处，不知何故，一路上

   

On a Sunday morning sidewalk 在一个星期天的早晨人行道

I'm wishing Lord, that I was stoned 我希望上帝，我被砸死

'Cause there's something in a Sunday 因为有什么东西在一个星期天

That makes a body feel alone 这使身体感到孤独

   

And there's nothing short of dying 并没有什么短奄奄一息

That's half as lonesome as the sound 这是一半寂寞的声音

Of a sleeping city sidewalk 一个沉睡的城市人行道

A Sunday mornin' comin' down 一个星期天早上，坠落下来

   

In the park I saw a daddy 在公园里我看到了爸爸

With a laughing little girl, he was swinging 有笑的小女孩，他摆动

And I stopped beside a Sunday school 我和主日学校旁边停

And listened to the songs that they were singing 并听取了歌曲，他们唱

   

Then I headed back for home 然后，我回到了家

And somewhere far away a bell was ringing 与某个遥远的地方铃响起

And it echoed through the canyons 并通过峡谷回荡

Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday 像昨天的梦消失

   

On a Sunday morning sidewalk 在一个星期天的早晨人行道

Lord, I'm wishing I was stoned 主啊，我是多么希望被人投掷石块

'Cause there's something in a Sunday 因为有什么东西在一个星期天

That makes a body feel alone 这使身体感到孤独

   

And there's nothing short of dying 并没有什么短奄奄一息

That's half as lonesome as the sound 这是一半寂寞的声音

Of the sleeping city sidewalk 沉睡的城市人行道

And Sunday mornin' comin' down 周日早上，坠落下来