And so we’ve had another night 于是我们又过了一夜
Of poetry and proses 呻吟表演什么都有
And each man know he’ll be alone 每个人都知道他终会孤寂
When the sacred ginmill closes 当酒店关门之后
And so we’ll drink the final glass 于是我们干掉这最后一杯
Each to his joy and sorrow 敬每个人的欢乐与哀愁
And hope the numbing drunk will last 但愿这杯酒的劲道
Till opening tomorrow 能撑到明天酒店开门
And when we stumble back again 我们踉跄走出酒店
Like paralytic dancers 像一群麻木不仁的舞者
Each knows the question he must ask 每个人都知道他必须问什么
And each man knows the answer 每个人也都知道答案是什么
And so we’ll drink the final drink 所以我们干掉这最后一杯
That cuts the brain in sections 酒如利刃脑子碎成片片
Where answers do not signify 反正答案一点也不重要
And there aren’t any questions 问题也就无人提及
I broke my heart the other day 我那天心碎不已
It will mend again tomorrow 但明天自然又能修补完好
If I'd been drunk when I was born 如果我带着醉意出生
I'd be ignorant of sorrow 我或许会忘掉所有悲伤
And so we'll drink the final toast 所以我们干掉这最后一杯
That never can be spoken 有一句话我们永远不说出来
Here's to the heart that is wise enough 谁有一颗玲珑剔透的心
To know when it's better off broke 他就会知道何时心碎
- 专辑：Going Back to Brooklyn
- 歌手：Dave Van Ronk
- 歌曲：Last Call
