Still' a man hears what he wants to hear
依旧如此，人们只听他们想听的
and disregards the rest.
其余的都当做耳边风
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When I left my home
我离开家乡
and my family.
与亲人的时候
I was no more than a boy.
不过是个小男孩
In the company of strangers'
混在陌生的人群中
in the quiet of the railway station
在寂静的火车站里
running scared.
仓惶逃窜
Laying low'
低身蜷缩
seeking out the poorer quarters
搜寻着肮脏的角落
where the ragged people go.
那里常常聚集着乞丐
Looking for the places
寻找着
only they would know.
只有他们才知道的地方
Lie-la-lie.....
啦啦啦......
Lie-la-lie.....
啦啦啦......
Asking only workman's wages'
我出来找工作
I come looking for a job
只求有工人的薪水就行
but I get no offers.
但是一无所获
Just a come-on from the whores
只有第七大街上
on Seventh Avenue.
妓女的邀请
I do declare'
我得承认
there were times
在那些日子里
when I was so lonesome
我实在是太寂寞了
I took some comfort there.
在那儿得到了不少慰藉
Lie-la-lie.....
啦啦啦......

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Lie-la-lie.....
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Then I'm laying out
于是我开始整理
my winter clothes
冬天的衣物
and wishing I was gone.
幻想着我已离开了这里
Going home'
回到了阔别已久的家乡
where the New York City winters
不像纽约的寒冬
aren't bleeding me.
时刻刺痛着我
Leading me
指引我吧
going home.
踏上回家的道路

In the clearing stands a boxer'
空地上站着一个拳击手
and a fighter by his trade.
这个职业打手
And he carries the reminders
他背负着每一拳的记忆
of ev'ry glove that laid him down
一拳接一拳地被人撂倒
or cut him till he cried out.
直到他痛苦哀嚎
In his anger and his shame'
恼羞成怒了
"I am leaving' I am leaving."
喊道“我要走啊，我要走啊”
But the fighter still remains.
但他终究还留下了
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