He was but a traveller on the lonely road of life,
Dia hanyalah seorang musafir di jalan kehidupan yang sepi,
She, her name was Mary, a lady of the night,
Dia, namanya Mary, nyonya malam,
She found him lying in that road, on a winter's night so cold,
Dia menemukannya terbaring di jalan itu, pada malam musim dingin yang sangat dingin,
Just another poor boy, treat him right;
Anak laki-laki lain yang malang, perlakukan dia dengan benar;

She saw that he was hungry and gave him food to eat,
Dia melihat bahwa dia lapar dan memberinya makanan untuk dimakan,
She knew that he was weary and he had no place to sleep,
Dia tahu bahwa dia lelah dan dia tidak punya tempat untuk tidur,
She took him home to her own bed, she lay down his wounded head,
Dia membawanya pulang ke tempat tidurnya sendiri, dia meletakkan kepalanya yang terluka,
And washed away the world from his hands and his feet,
Dan menyapu bersih dunia dari tangan dan kakinya,

He was just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
Dia hanya anak malang lainnya, hanya anak malang lainnya,
When he cried out in his sleep she held him tight,
Saat dia menangis dalam tidurnya dia memeluknya erat-erat,
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
Hanya anak malang lainnya, hanya anak malang lainnya,
And she gave him love and comfort through the night,
Dan dia memberinya cinta dan kenyamanan sepanjang malam,
Till the morning's light…
Sampai cahaya pagi …

At night she sat beside him, by the fire he would talk,
Pada malam hari dia duduk di sampingnya, dengan api ia akan berbicara,
He said all men were brothers and that love could conquer all,
Dia mengatakan bahwa semua pria adalah saudara laki-laki dan cinta itu bisa menaklukkan semua,
Many gathered round to hear, many for his life did fear,
Banyak yang berkumpul untuk mendengar, banyak yang selama hidupnya takut,
In troubled times like these men seldom talked.
Di masa-masa sulit seperti orang-orang ini jarang berbicara.

Oh they came for him one morning at the breaking of the day,
Oh mereka datang untuknya suatu pagi pada saat melanggar hari,
She woke to hear him calling as they carried him away,
Dia terbangun untuk mendengarnya memanggil mereka saat mereka membawanya pergi,
Accusing him of spreading lies and hate,
Menuduh dia menyebarkan kebohongan dan kebencian,

His public meetings were a danger to the state,
Pertemuan publiknya menjadi bahaya bagi negara,
Some soldier said “Who was he anyway?”
Beberapa tentara mengatakan “Siapa dia?”

Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
Hanya anak malang lainnya, hanya anak malang lainnya,
And the tears were falling from her face like rain,
Dan air mata jatuh dari wajahnya seperti hujan,
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
Hanya anak malang lainnya, hanya anak malang lainnya,
And they hung him on a hillside far away,
Dan mereka menggantungnya di lereng bukit yang jauh,
And on the ground she lay … poor boy … oh my Lord…
Dan di tanah dia terbaring … anak malang … oh Tuhanku …
Oh my Lord … oh my Lord…
Oh Tuhanku … oh Tuhanku …

Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
Hanya anak malang lainnya, hanya anak malang lainnya,
And the tears were falling from her face like rain,
Dan air mata jatuh dari wajahnya seperti hujan,
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
Hanya anak malang lainnya, hanya anak malang lainnya,
And they hung him on a hillside far away, just another poor boy,
Dan mereka menggantungnya di lereng bukit yang jauh, hanya anak malang lainnya,
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
Hanya anak malang lainnya, hanya anak malang lainnya,
And she never dreamed she'd see his face again…
Dan dia tidak pernah bermimpi dia akan melihat wajahnya lagi …