Berdiri sendirian di sana, di jalan raya.
In the blackness, on his own.
Dalam kegelapan, sendirian.
Through the wind, rain and fury
Melalui angin, hujan dan kemarahan
‘Folds the story of Malcolm Murray
‘Lipat kisah Malcolm Murray
Not an evil bone in his body,
Bukan tulang jahat di tubuhnya,
Not a bad thought in his mind
Bukan pikiran buruk dalam pikirannya
Always drifting, home to home
Selalu hanyut, pulang ke rumah
To everybody he was kind
Kepada semua orang dia baik hati
Was a hunter and a drinker
Adalah seorang pemburu dan peminum
A simple life his only care
Hidup sederhana satu-satunya perawatannya
You could find him out on the backroad
Anda bisa menemukannya di jalan belakang
Or in a tavern, alone somewhere.
Atau di kedai, sendirian di suatu tempat.
Heard one day, that he’d been missing
Mendengar suatu hari, bahwa dia telah hilang
Gone out hunting, did not return.
Pergi berburu, tidak kembali.
The sky turned cloudy, the wind grew still
Langit mendung, angin bertiup
For his poor soul, my heart yearned
Demi jiwa malangnya, hatiku merindukan
Found him lying, in the mountains
Menemukannya terbaring, di pegunungan
By a stream where he loved to be
Dengan sungai di mana dia suka berada
Lost a good friend and a good man
Kehilangan teman baik dan orang baik
Say farewell to Malcolm Murray
Ucapkan selamat tinggal pada Malcolm Murray
It’s been said, out on the backroad.
Sudah dikatakan, di jalan belakang.
There’s a shadow by the light of the moon
Ada bayangan oleh cahaya bulan
Never fear, never worry,
Jangan takut, jangan pernah khawatir,
It’s just the memory of Malcolm Murray.
Hanya kenangan Malcolm Murray.
Stood alone there out on the highway.
Berdiri sendiri di luar sana di jalan raya.
In the blackness, on his own….
Dalam kegelapan, tersendiri ….