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The Sound of Music
故乡的亲人
我的肯塔基故乡
阳光明亮照耀肯塔基故乡,在夏天黑人们欢畅,玉米熟了,草原到处野花香,枝头小鸟终日歌唱,那儿童们在田舍游荡,多快乐,多欢欣舒畅,但不幸的命运来敲门拜访,啊,再见
Susanna
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Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay;
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away;
Gone from the earth to a better land I know,
I hear their gentle voices calling,
"Old Black Joe!"
(Refrain:) I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low;
I hear their gentle voices calling,
"Old Black Joe!"
那些心头年轻、无忧无虑的日子已离我远去，
我的伙伴也离开了棉花田，
离开这里到一个更好的地方，我知道，
我听见他们柔声呼唤 ，
“老黑乔！”
（反复）我来了，我来了，因为我的头渐渐低垂；
我听见他们柔声呼唤“老黑乔！”
二：
Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain?
Why do I sigh that my friends come not again?
Grieving for forms now departed long ago,
I hear their gentle voices calling,
"Old Black Joe!"
(Refrain:) I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low;
I hear their gentle voices calling,
"Old Black Joe!"
我为何哭泣，我心并不悲伤？
我为何要叹息伙伴不复来？
只为怀念早已逝去的人，
我听见他们柔声呼唤，
“老黑乔！”
（反复）我来了，我来了，因为我的头渐渐低垂；
我听见他们柔声呼唤“老黑乔！”
三：
Where are thee hearts once so happy and so free?
The children so dear that I held upon my knee?
Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go,
I hear their gentle voices calling,
"Old Black Joe!"
(Refrain:) I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low;
I hear their gentle voices calling,
"Old Black Joe!"
昔日快乐无羁的人们，如今安在？
还有，我抱在膝上可爱的小家伙？
他们都已到了我灵魂所渴望去的海岸，
我听见他们柔声呼唤，
“老黑乔！”
（反复）我来了，我来了，因为我的头渐渐低垂；
我听见他们柔声呼唤“老黑乔！”
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