歌词翻译 (English)
Little Blacksmith in Milan
He ran around the pasture and the village
He stood by the bookstall on the corner,
gazing at the guitar in the showcase
and admiring it faraway
Coal filled the baskets.
The coal kept burning.
The coal was half burned
Hot oven.
The blacksmith toiled to save money for his hope
On the street lined with baroque buildings,
a Polish minstrel was performing in a small inn
The blacksmith stood outside,
troubled about entry.
His coins were still not enough
He was really eager to know
What on earth was the chord of the
ballad from Eastern Europe
In Milan, the day was dawning
How many horseshoes should he forge
could he afford a guitar
He just couldn't find the answer
He didn't know what to do at all.
So vexing
He broke his little piggy bank
His earnest wish was gonna come true.
So happy
He ran around the pasture and the village
He stood by the bookstall on the corner,
gazing at the guitar in the showcase
and admiring it faraway
Coal filled the baskets.
The coal kept burning.
The coal was half burned
Hot oven.
The blacksmith toiled to save money for his hope
On the street lined with baroque buildings,
a Polish minstrel was performing in a small inn
The blacksmith stood outside,
troubled about entry.
His coins were still not enough
He was really eager to know
What on earth was the chord of the
ballad from Eastern Europe
In Milan, the day was dawning
How many horseshoes should he forge
could he afford a guitar
He just couldn't find the answer
He didn't know what to do at all.
So vexing
He broke his little piggy bank
His earnest wish was gonna come true.
So happy
He was really eager to know
What on earth was the chord of the
ballad from Eastern Europe
In Milan, the day was dawning
How many horseshoes should he forge
could he afford a guitar
He just couldn't find the answer
He didn't know what to do at all.
So vexing
He broke his little piggy bank
His earnest wish was gonna come true.
So happy
原始歌词 (Chinese)
米兰小铁匠 (Mǐlán xiǎo tiějiàng) [Little Blacksmith in Milan]
跑遍了牧场 又绕过了村庄
他就站在街角的旧报摊
眼睛盯著 隔壁里的橱窗
一把吉他 远远欣赏
木炭 一箩筐
木炭 一直放
木炭 剩一半
火炉烫
小铁匠存钱买希望
在流汗
巴洛克建筑的街道旁
一家烟雾缭绕的酒馆
波兰的吟唱诗人在弹唱
小铁匠在门外
进不去在苦恼
他的铜板还太少
他真的真的想知道
那首来自东欧的民谣
和弦到底什么调
米兰的天空刚破晓
那马蹄铁还要敲多少
吉他才能买得到
他真的真的想知道
他不知道怎么办才好
睡不著
他将那扑满打破了
小小愿望就快实现了
他在笑
跑遍了牧场 又绕过了村庄
他就站在街角的旧报摊
眼睛盯著 隔壁里的橱窗
一把吉他 远远欣赏
木炭 一箩筐
木炭 一直放
木炭 剩一半
火炉烫
小铁匠存钱买希望
在流汗
巴洛克建筑的街道旁
一家烟雾缭绕的酒馆
波兰的吟唱诗人在弹唱
小铁匠在门外
进不去在苦恼
他的铜板还太少
他真的真的想知道
那首来自东欧的民谣
和弦到底什么调
米兰的天空刚破晓
那马蹄铁还要敲多少
吉他才能买得到
他真的真的想知道
他不知道怎么办才好
睡不著
他将那扑满打破了
小小愿望就快实现了
他在笑
他真的真的想知道
那首来自东欧的民谣
和弦到底什么调
米兰的天空刚破晓
那马蹄铁还要敲多少
吉他才能买得到
他真的真的想知道
他不知道怎么办才好
睡不著
他将那扑满打破了
小小愿望就快实现了
他在笑