I am just a poor boy

我只是个穷孩子

Though my story's seldom told.

尽管我很少向人诉说我的故事

I have squandered my resistance

我已经无力抵抗了

For a pocketful of mumbles'

因为满嘴含糊不清的话

Such are promises.

比如说轻易许下的承诺

All lies and jest.

所有的谎言和开过的玩笑

Still' a man hears what he wants to hear

至今人们都只听他们想听到的

And disregards the rest.

而忽视其它的东西

Mmm.......

Mmm.......

When I left my home

当我离开家

And my family.

离开家人的时候

I was no more than a boy.

我不再是一个小孩

In the company of strangers'

一路和陌生人相伴

In the quiet of the railway station

感受着火车站的安静与冷清

Running scared.

战战兢兢

Laying low'

始终低调

Seeking out the poorer quarters

四处流浪寻找更为便宜的住处

Where the ragged people go.

那是只有乞丐们才知道的地方

Looking for the places

寻找一个地方

Only they would know.

只有他们会知道

Lie-la-lie.....

Lie-la-lie.....

Asking only workman's wages'

只求拿工匠的工资

I come looking for a job

我努力寻找工作

But I get no offers.

但一无所获

Just a come-on from the whores

除了拉客的妓女

On Seventh Avenue.

第七号大街上

I do declare'

我诉说着

There were times

有过那么几次

When I was so lonesome

我是那么寂寞

I took some comfort there.

我从那里得到安慰

Lie-la-lie.....

Lie-la-lie.....

Lie-la-lie.....

Then I'm laying out

我拿出了

My winter clothes

冬天的衣服

And wishing I was gone.

我想我可以离开了

Going home'

回家吧

Where the New York City winters

那里即使是纽约的冬天

Aren't bleeding me.

也不会让我感到痛苦

Leading me

带领我

Going home.

回家吧

In the clearing stands a boxer'

林间空地上，有一个拳击手

And a fighter by his trade.

和一个为了生存的斗士

And he carries the reminders

他始终记得

Of ev'ry glove that laid him down

每一个让他倒下

Or cut him till he cried out.

或将他打到直到他哭喊的人

In his anger and his shame'

充满愤怒与耻辱

"I am leaving' I am leaving."

他高喊着，我要离去

But the fighter still remains.

但最终他还是留在那里

Mmm............

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Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie

Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie

Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie

Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie

Lie-la-lie..............Lie-la-lie