When the Work Runs Out | Southern Folk Music - GHOST OF THE SOUTH

以下歌词翻译由文曲大模型提供

Lyrics by：Andrew M

Composed by：Andrew M

There's a line at the mill

工厂外排起了长队

It's grown too long

Hands in pockets

队伍已是如此漫长

双手揣在口袋里

Faces drawn

面容尽显憔悴

A whistle blows

汽笛声声响起

But it's all for show

却只是徒有其表

The wheels don't turn

They know where to go

齿轮不再运转

他们知晓去向

What do we do when the works runs out

当生计耗尽，我们该何去何从

No answer left just the same old doubt

答案尽失 唯剩往日疑云

We were promised more

曾许诺我们更多

We were promised plenty

曾许诺我们富足

Now the cupboard's bare

如今橱柜空空如也

The field's near empty

田野几近荒芜

The road stretches far

长路不断向前延伸

But it leads nowhere

却始终没有终点

Old trucks park

老旧的卡车停驻

Engine stripped bare

引擎被拆解，只剩空壳

Men on porches

男人们坐在门廊

Staring through time

凝望着时光流逝

Counting hours that don't feel like mine

It's the quiet that cuts

细数着不属于自己的漫长时光

是那寂静割裂着心扉

It's the still that stings

是那沉寂刺痛着灵魂

When there's no machine no hammer's ring oh

当没有机器轰鸣 没有锤声回荡 哦

What do we do when the work runs out

当工作机会消失殆尽 我们该如何是好

No answers left just the same old doubt

We were promised more

没有答案留下 只有同样的疑虑

曾许诺我们更多

We were promised plenty

曾许诺我们富足

Now the cupboard's bare

如今橱柜空空如也

The field's near empty

田野几近荒芜

I heard them talking down by the fence

我听见他们在围栏旁低语

Words like fire the air was tense

话语如火焰般灼热 空气都凝固紧绷

They spoke of blame

他们谈论着指责

They spoke of plans

他们谈论着计划

But the talk just echoes like hollowed out lands

然而这些言语，只如荒芜之地般空洞回荡