Ira Hayes, 艾拉·海耶斯，

Ira Hayes 艾拉·海耶斯

   

[CHORUS:] [合唱： ]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes 叫他喝醉艾拉·海耶斯

He won't answer anymore 他不会再回答

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian 不是威士忌喝酒“印度

Nor the Marine that went to war 也不是去打仗的海洋

   

Gather round me people there's a story I would tell 围着我的人有一个故事，我会告诉

About a brave young Indian you should remember well 关于一个勇敢的年轻的印度，你应该记得很清楚

From the land of the Pima Indian 从皮马印第安人的土地

A proud and noble band 一个值得骄傲和高贵的带

Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land 谁养殖的凤凰谷位于亚利桑那州的土地

   

Down the ditches for a thousand years 顺着沟渠一千年

The water grew Ira's peoples' crops 水长大艾拉的人民的农作物

'Till the white man stole the water rights 直到白人偷水权

And the sparklin' water stopped 而sparklin “水停

   

Now Ira's folks were hungry 如今艾拉的人都饿了

And their land grew crops of weeds 而他们的土地杂草生长的作物

When war came, Ira volunteered 当战争来了，艾拉主动请缨

And forgot the white man's greed 忘了白人的贪婪

   

[CHORUS:] [合唱： ]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes 叫他喝醉艾拉·海耶斯

He won't answer anymore 他不会再回答

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian 不是威士忌喝酒“印度

Nor the Marine that went to war 也不是去打仗的海洋

   

There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill, 在那里，他们奋战了硫磺岛的山，

Two hundred and fifty men 二百五十人

But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again 但是，只有27住走再次回落

   

And when the fight was over 当战斗结束

And when Old Glory raised 当旧的荣耀提高

Among the men who held it high 在谁举得高高的男人

Was the Indian, Ira Hayes 是印度，艾拉·海耶斯

   

[CHORUS:] [合唱： ]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes 叫他喝醉艾拉·海耶斯

He won't answer anymore 他不会再回答

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian 不是威士忌喝酒“印度

Nor the Marine that went to war 也不是去打仗的海洋

   

Ira returned a hero 艾拉返回英雄

Celebrated through the land 通过土地庆祝

He was wined and speeched and honored; Everybody shook his hand 他的款待和speeched和荣幸;每个人都握着他的手

   

But he was just a Pima Indian 但他只是一个皮马印第安人

No water, no crops, no chance 没有水，没有庄稼，没有机会

At home nobody cared what Ira'd done 在家里没人关心什么Irad完成

And when did the Indians dance 而当没有印第安人的舞蹈

   

[CHORUS:] [合唱： ]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes 叫他喝醉艾拉·海耶斯

He won't answer anymore 他不会再回答

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian 不是威士忌喝酒“印度

Nor the Marine that went to war 也不是去打仗的海洋

   

Then Ira started drinkin' hard; 然后，艾拉开始喝硬;

Jail was often his home 监狱往往是他的家

They'd let him raise the flag and lower it 他们就会让他提高了标志，并降低其

like you'd throw a dog a bone! 像你扔狗骨头！

   

He died drunk one mornin' 他死于醉酒清晨

Alone in the land he fought to save 独自一人在地，他奋勇救人

Two inches of water in a lonely ditch 两英寸的水在一个孤独的沟

Was a grave for Ira Hayes 是一个严重的艾拉·海耶斯

   

[CHORUS:] [合唱： ]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes 叫他喝醉艾拉·海耶斯

He won't answer anymore 他不会再回答

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian 不是威士忌喝酒“印度

Nor the Marine that went to war 也不是去打仗的海洋

   

Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes 是啊，叫他醉酒艾拉·海耶斯

But his land is just as dry 但是，他的土地是一样的干

And his ghost is lyin' thirsty 和他的鬼魂胡扯渴

In the ditch where Ira died 在伊拉死亡的沟