めくらの男は静かに見てる
A blind man quietly watches
自分の似顔絵描いてもらって
Having his likeness painted
似てるとひとことつぶやいている
It looks like him, so he says
あなたの目と目よ涙でにじめ
May your eyes be stained with tears
病の男は淋しく見てる
An ailing man watches alone
あまりに薄い日めくりの紙
Daily pad paper far too thin
つきそう子供はたじろぎもせず
Children are nursing him without a wince
あなたの体よ天までとどけ
May your body be sent to the Heavens
眠れぬ男はぼんやり見てる
A sleepless man blankly watches
明日と呼べない自分の朝を
His mornings he cannot call tomorrow
たばこの煙は線を描いて
The smoke of his cigarette draws a line
あなたは息づく事がないのか
To think that you will no longer breathe
歌えぬ男はおびえるばかり
A tone-deaf man shivers with fear
明日の仕事は南か北か
Is he working in the south or north tomorrow?
ここまでおいてと誰かの声が
When someone’s calling upon him to come
どこまでゆくのだ貧しい足で
How far will he go with his poor feet?