After all the jacks are in their boxes, 在所有的插口都在箱子里，

And the clowns have all gone to bed, 和小丑都睡觉了，

You can hear happiness staggering on down the street, 你可以听到快乐的蹒跚在街上，

Footprints dress in red. 足迹穿着红色。

   

And the wind whispers Mary. 而风语玛丽。

   

A broom is drearily sweeping 扫帚是沉寂扫地

Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life. 截至碎片昨天的生活。

Somewhere a Queen is weeping, 某处女王哭泣，

Somewhere a King has no wife. 某处国王有没有老婆。

   

And the wind cries Mary. 风哭泣玛丽。

   

The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow 交通灯转蓝的明天

Shine their emptiness down on my bed 照他们的空虚倒在我的床上

The tiny island sags downstream 小岛下游下垂

'Cause the life that they lived is dead. 造成的生命，他们住已经死了。

   

And the wind screams Mary. 风玛丽尖叫。

   

Oh oh yeah 哦，哦耶

   

Will the wind ever remember 将风永远铭记

The names it has blown in the past 它已经在过去的吹出名

With it's crutch, it's old age and it's wisdom 与它的拐杖，这是老年，它的智慧

It whispers, "No, this will be the last." 它低声说：“不，这将是最后一次。 ”

   

And the wind cries Mary. 风哭泣玛丽。