I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told 我只是一个可怜的孩子，虽然我的故事的很少告诉

I have squandered my resistance 我已经浪费了我的性

For a pocketful of mumbles such are promises 对于口袋喃喃自语的如许

All lies and jests still a man hears 所有的谎言和俏皮话还是个男人听到

What he wants to hear and disregards the rest. 他想要什么，听取并忽略其他部分。

When I left my home and my family 当我离开我的家，我的家人

I was no more than a boy in the company of strangers 我只不过是一个小男孩更陌生的公司

In the quiet of the railway station running scared 在火车站运转安静惊

Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters 铺设低寻找的贫民区

Where the ragged people go 当衣衫褴褛的人去

Looking for the places only they would know. 寻找的地方只有他们会知道。

   

Asking only workman's wages 只要求工人的工资

I come looking for a job but I get no offers 我来寻找工作，但我没有得到任何报价

Just a come on from the whores on Seventh Avenue 距离第七大道上的妓女加油

I do declare there were some times when I was so lonesome 说真的有一些时候，我是如此寂寞

And I took some comfort there. 我花了一些安慰在那里。

   

In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade 在结算站在一个拳击手和一个战士用他的贸易

And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down 他携带每次躺下手套的提醒

And cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame 并打断了他，直到他大叫他的愤怒和他的耻辱

I am leaving, I am leaving but the fighter still remains... 我要离开，我离开，但战机仍...