He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain. 他出生在Bitteroot谷在清晨的雨。

Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again. 雁过水，再向北和家庭。

Bringing a warm wind from the south, bringing the first taste of the spring. 从南方带来了和煦的风，带来了春天的第一个味道。

His mother took him to her breast, and softly she did sing: 他的母亲带他到她的乳房，并轻轻的她唱道：

Oh Montana, give this child a home. 哦，蒙大拿州，给这孩子一个家。

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own. 给他一个良好的家庭的爱和自己的女人。

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes, 给他一个火在他的心脏，让他光在他的眼中，

give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana Skies. 给他狂野的风的弟弟和野生蒙大拿的天空。

   

His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry. 他的母亲去世那年夏天，他从来没有学过哭泣。

He never knew his father and he never did ask why. 他从来不知道他的父亲和他从来没有问为什么。

He never knew the answers that would make an easy way, 他从来不知道会做出一个简单的方法问题的答案，

but he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way. 但他学会了认识旷野和做人的方式。

His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home, 他的母亲的哥哥带他到他的家人和他的家，

gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own. 给了他的手，他可以依靠和力量，叫他自己。

And he learned to be a farmer, and he learned to love the land, 他学会了做一个农民，他学会了爱的土地，

and he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand. 他学会了阅读的季节，他学会了做一个立场。

Oh Montana, give this child a home. 哦，蒙大拿州，给这孩子一个家。

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own. 给他一个良好的家庭的爱和自己的女人。

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes, 给他一个火在他的心脏，让他光在他的眼中，

give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana Skies. 给他狂野的风的弟弟和野生蒙大拿的天空。

   

On the eve of his 2lst birthday, he set out on his own. 在他2lst岁生日的前夕，他开始对自己的。

He was 30 years and running when he found his way back home. 他是30年，运行的时候，他发现他回家的路。

Riding a storm across the mountains and an aching in his heart, 骑马翻山越岭风暴和疼痛在他的心脏，

said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start. 说他来翻页，并以一个全新的开始。

Now he never told a story of the time that he was gone. 现在，他从来没有告诉过的，他已经走了的时候的故事。

Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a John. 有人说他是个律师，有人说他是约翰。

There was something in the city that he said he couldn't breathe, 有一些在城市，他说他无法呼吸，

there was something in the country that he said he couldn't leave. 有一些在国内，他说，他不能离开。

Now some say he was crazy, some are glad he's gone. 现在，有些人说他疯了，有些很高兴他走了。

Some of us will miss him and try to carry on, 我们中有些人会怀念他，并尝试进行，

giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn. 森林给人一种声音，给人一种声音到天明。

Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on. 给人一种声音在旷野，他住在地。

Oh Montana, give this child a home. 哦，蒙大拿州，给这孩子一个家。

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own. 给他一个良好的家庭的爱和自己的女人。

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes, 给他一个火在他的心脏，让他光在他的眼中，

give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana Skies. 给他狂野的风的弟弟和野生蒙大拿的天空。

Oh Montana, give this child a home. 哦，蒙大拿州，给这孩子一个家。

Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own. 给他一个良好的家庭的爱和自己的女人。

Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes, 给他一个火在他的心脏，让他光在他的眼中，

give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana Skies. 给他狂野的风的弟弟和野生蒙大拿的天空。