When the mist rolls in on Highway One 当雾卷在一个公路

Like a curtain to the day 像窗帘的一天

A thousand silhouettes hold out their thumbs 一千剪影伸出大拇指

And I see them and I say 我看见他们和我说

You are my children 你是我的孩子

My sweet children 我亲爱的孩子们

I am your poet. 我是你的诗人。

   

With hair just like the burning tree of Moses 头发就像摩西燃烧的树

The girl beside you is your twin 你身边的那个女孩是你的双胞胎

Behind your fiery make-up you should know this 后面你火热的化妆，你应该知道这

I am your sister, I am your kin, your flesh and kin 我是你的妹妹，我是你的亲人，你的肉体和亲属

I'll write this tune 我会写这首曲子

In matching phrases 在匹配的短语

Just to show it 只是为了显示它

   

You are the orphans in an age 你是在这样一个时代的孤儿

Of no tomorrows 没有明天的

And with your walking you wage a war 和你走你发动一场战争

Against the sorrows 对悲伤

Your fathers left you 你父亲留给你

A row to hoe 一排的硬骨头

And you'll hoe it. 和你锄它。

   

If I could write you easy directions 如果我可以给你写简单的指示

On a list 在列表

You would not read it, you could not see it 你不会读它，你看不到它

For the mist 对于雾

Besides my pen is 除了我的笔

Very righteous 很正义

And I know it. 我知道这一点。

   

So walk to the edges of a dying kingdom 于是走到一个垂死的王国的边缘

There's one more summer just around the bend 还有一夏天就要到了弯

The amber in your smile is brave and winsome 在你的微笑琥珀是勇敢而迷人的

For though your highway has no end, it never ends 因为虽然你的高速公路没有结束，它永远不会结束

There is still the sky 还有天空

The windy cliff 多风的悬崖

And the sea below it 和它下面的海

I'd take an angel's ram horn trumpet 我会带一个天使的羊角小号

And I'd blow it 而且我搞砸了

I'd blow it. 我搞砸了。