After all the jacks are in their boxes
当所有玩偶都回到盒中安眠
And the clowns have all gone to bed
小丑们也褪去妆容沉入梦乡
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street
幸福踉跄的足音沿街道回荡
Footsteps dressed in red
每一步都浸透猩红
And the wind whispers Mary
而风正低语着玛丽的名字
A broom is drearily sweeping
扫帚倦怠地清扫着
Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
昨日生活破碎的残片
Somewhere a queen is weeping
某处有位王后正在哭泣
Somewhere a king has no wife
某处有位国王失去了爱妻
And the wind it cries Mary
风儿呜咽着玛丽的名字
The traffic lights they turn uh blue tomorrow
明日交通灯将转为忧郁的蓝
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
将空寂的光晕洒落我的床榻
The tiny island sags down stream
小小的岛屿随波沉浮
Cause the life that lived is is dead
因那鲜活的生命已然逝去
And the wind screams Mary
风在声嘶力竭呼唤玛丽
Uh will the wind ever remember
风儿可曾记得
The names it has blow in the past
那些它曾轻唤过的名字
And with this crutch its old age and its wisdom
拄着岁月的拐杖 带着沧桑智慧
It whispers no this will be the last
它低语道:这是最后一次了
And the wind cries Mary
风儿呜咽着玛丽的名字