Berdiri menyaksikan bulan biru pucat,
Rising slowly in the winter sky,
Meningkat perlahan di langit musim dingin,
Waiting, hoping she'll be home soon,
Menunggu, berharap dia akan segera pulang,
And I won't ask her where or why.
Dan saya tidak akan bertanya di mana atau mengapa.
As the evening shadows fall,
Saat bayang-bayang malam jatuh,
Madelaine, Madelaine
Madelaine, Madelaine
I can hear the night wind call,
Aku bisa mendengar suara angin malam,
Call her name, Madelaine.
Panggil namanya, Madelaine.
Turning slowly I hear her call,
Berbalik perlahan aku mendengar teleponnya,
Echo softly through the silver pines,
Echo lembut melalui pinus perak,
Walking home the first snowflake falls,
Berjalan di rumah kepingan salju pertama jatuh,
Still, she's always on my mind.
Tetap saja, dia selalu ada di pikiran saya.
As the evening shadows fall,
Saat bayang-bayang malam jatuh,
Madelaine, Madelaine
Madelaine, Madelaine
I can hear the night wind call,
Aku bisa mendengar suara angin malam,
Call her name, Madelaine.
Panggil namanya, Madelaine.