The Boxer (Remaster) - Bob Dylan
I'm just a poor boy
我只是个穷小子
Though my storys seldom told
我的故事不常讲
I have squadered my resistance
我浪费了不少资源
For a pocketful of numbles
为了其他东西
Such are promises all lies and jest
这样的承诺,都是谎言和玩笑
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
仍然一个人听他想听的
And disregards the rest
对于其余置之不理
When I left my home and family
当我离开我的家和家人
I was no more than a boy
我不再是一个男孩
In the company of strangers
在陌生的公司里
In the quiet of the railway station
在安静的火车站
Running scared laying low
极度害怕
Seeking out the poorer quarters
寻找贫穷的住处
Where the ragged people go
衣衫褴褛的人们去的地方
Looking for the places only they would know
寻找的地方只有他们知道
Asking only workmans wages
询问工人们的工资
I come looking for a job
我来找工作
But I get no offers
但我仍一无所获
Just a come-on from the whores on seventh avenue
只是在第七大道上的坏女人
I do declare
我认可
There were times when I was so lonesome
有时,我是如此寂寞
I took some comfort there
我获得一些安慰
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
然后我穿上我冬天的衣服
And wishing I was gone going home
希望我已经回到家里了
Where the new york city winters arent bleeding me
纽约的冬天不会让我流血吧
Leading me
带领我
Going home
回家
In the clearing stands a boxer
在空地上站着一个拳击手
And a fighter by his trade
和一个战士在交易
And he carries the reminders
他身上累累伤痕
Of every glove that laid him down
每一个击倒他的人
And cut him till he cried out
刺激着他,直到他大声哭出来
In his anger and his shame
他的愤怒和羞愧
I am leaving I am leaving
我走了
But the fighter still remains
但战士仍然留在那里