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Green, Green Grass Of Home

Written by Claude Puttman Junior

The old home town looks the same,
As I step down from the train,
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

古い故郷は昔のまま
汽車を降りると
ママとパパがぼくを迎えてくれる
街へ行くとマリーが駆けてくるのが見える
金髪とイチゴのような唇のマリー
想い楽しき、green, green grass of home

Yes, they'll all be there to meet me,
All creatures smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

そう、みんな、故郷でぼくを待っている
生き生きと、柔らかく微笑みながら
想い楽しき、green, green grass of home

The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's an old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

古い我が家はまだ残っている
ペンキはひび割れ、乾いている
いつも遊んだ樫の古木
あの小道を、愛しいマリーと下りてみたい
彼女の金髪とイチゴのような唇
想い楽しき、green, green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me
Cold gray walls surround me
And I realize that I was only dreamin'
There's a guard and there's a sad old padre
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home

やがて目覚めて、周りを見れば
寒々とした灰色の壁
そして、看守と、もの憂い老牧師
夜明けには、腕を取り合って歩くだろう
もう一度、想い出を、green, green grass of home

Yes, they'll all be there to meet me
In the shadow of that old oak tree
As they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home

そう、みんな、故郷でぼくを待っている
あの古木の影の
我が家の傍に、私を横たえるときが来る