A carved oak table, 雕花橡木桌子，

Tells a tale 讲述了一个故事

Of times when kings and queens sipped wine from goblets gold, 的时候，国王和王后喝着葡萄酒高脚杯金，

And the brave would lead their ladies from out of the room 和勇敢的，会导致他们的夫人从走出房间

to arbours cool. 到荫棚降温。

   

A time of valour, and legends born 勇气的时候，传说诞生

A time when honour meant much more to a man than life 当荣誉意味着更多的一个人不是生活的时

And the days knew only strife to tell right from wrong 而天只知道争来明辨是非

Through lance and sword. 通过枪和剑。

   

Why, why can we never be sure till we die 为什么，为什么我们永远无法确定，直到我们死去

Or have killed for an answer, 或杀了一个答案，

Why, why do we suffer each race to believe 为什么，为什么我们受苦每场比赛相信

That no race has been grander 没有比赛一直宏伟

It seems because through time and space 这似乎是因为穿越时空

Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. 虽然名字可能会改变每个面保留它穿的面具。

   

A dusty table 布满灰尘的表

Musty smells 发霉的气味

Tarnished silver lies discarded upon the floor 在地板失去光泽的银谎言丢弃

Only feeble light descends through a film of grey 通过对灰色的膜，只有微弱的光降临

That scars the panes. 这疤痕的窗格。

Gone the carving, 去雕刻，

And those who left their mark, 而那些谁留下了印记，

Gone the kings and queens now only the rats hold sway 消失的国王和王后，现在只老鼠当道

And the weak must die according to nature's law 与弱，必须根据自然法则死亡

As old as they. 老他们。

   

Why, why can we never be sure till we die 为什么，为什么我们永远无法确定，直到我们死去

Or have killed for an answer, 或杀了一个答案，

Why, why do we suffer each race to believe 为什么，为什么我们受苦每场比赛相信

That no race has been grander 没有比赛一直宏伟

It seems because through time and space 这似乎是因为穿越时空

Though names may change each face retains the mask it wore. 虽然名字可能会改变每个面保留它穿的面具。