Bulan Januari kembali di tahun ’55, kami menaiki bus Greyhound melalui tengah malam Georgia
Grandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was clear
Kakek sedang tidur dan langit musim dingin sudah bersih
We hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled something
Kami memukul benjolan dan kepalanya tersentak sedikit dan dia menggumamkan sesuatu
He woke up smiling, but his eyes were bright with tears
Dia terbangun sambil tersenyum, tapi matanya cerah karena air mata
Said, “I dreamed I was back on the farm…
Mengatakan, “Saya bermimpi saya kembali ke pertanian …
20 years have passed, boy, but the memory still warms me…
20 tahun telah berlalu, Nak, tapi ingatannya masih menghangatkan aku …
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…”
Bunga liar di Jar Mason … “
He told me those old stories about that one-room cabin in Kentucky
Dia menceritakan kisah-kisah lama tentang kabin satu kamar di Kentucky itu
The smell of the rain and the warm earth in his hands
Bau hujan dan bumi yang hangat di tangannya
He slowly turned and stared outside; his face was mirrored in the window
Dia perlahan berbalik dan menatap ke luar; wajahnya tercermin di jendela
And his reflection flew across the moonlit land
Dan bayangannya terbang melintasi tanah yang diterangi sinar bulan
And he dreamed he was back on the farm
Dan dia bermimpi dia kembali ke peternakan
Tilts his head and listens to the early sound of morning
Memiringkan kepalanya dan mendengarkan suara pagi di pagi hari
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar
Bunga liar di Jar Mason
An old man and an eight-year-old boy rolling down that midnight highway
Seorang pria tua dan seorang anak laki-laki berusia delapan tahun menyusuri jalan raya tengah malam itu
Kentucky memories from a winter Georgia night
Kenangan Kentucky dari malam musim dingin di Georgia
I started drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around me
Aku mulai melayang dan Kakek menyelipkan mantelnya ke sekelilingku
I think I tried to smile as I slowly closed my eyes
Kurasa aku mencoba tersenyum saat aku perlahan menutup mataku
And I dreamed I was with him on the farm
Dan aku bermimpi aku bersamanya di pertanian
“Grandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the corn…
“Kakek, aku bisa mendengar angin petang di jagung …
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…
Bunga liar di Jar Mason …
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…
Bunga liar di Jar Mason …
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…”
Bunga liar di Jar Mason … “
And the bus rolled through the night…
Dan bus digulung sepanjang malam …