Translation of the song lyrics No Leaf Clover - Metallica

No Leaf Clover (original)

And it feels right this time
On this crash course with the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
New day fills his head with wonder, boy

Says it feels right this time
Turned around and found the right line
Good day to be alive, Sir
Good day to be alive, he said, yeah

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just the freight train coming your way, yeah

Don’t it feel right like this?
All the pieces fall to his wish
Sucker for that quick reward, boy
Sucker for that quick reward, they said

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way, yeah
It's coming your way
It's coming your way
Yeah
Yeah

Yeah, then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Was just a freight train coming your way, yeah

Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah
Then it comes to be, yeah

No Leaf Clover (translation)

And now the world aligns with subtle grace,
As fate hurtles him, headlong, toward the glare of fame,
Let distant thunder grumble—heedless, he walks on,
A newborn dawn floods his mind with marvels, boy—

He murmurs, yes, the moment bears its truth,
Turned, and in the labyrinth, discovered the true thread,
A day worth breathing, Sir—life’s cup brimmed with fire,
A day worth waking to, he declared, yes—

Then, as it must, the gentle glow at your tunnel’s end
Reveals itself—a locomotive, iron-clad, driving toward you,
Then, as it must, the gentle glow at your tunnel’s end
Was nothing but the freight’s cold glare, closing in, yes—

Doesn’t the world seem tuned, just so, tonight?
All the scattered fragments align at his behest,
A moth for sudden nectar, boy,
A moth for swift reward, they whispered,

Then, as it must, the gentle glow at your tunnel’s end
Was only steel and thunder pressing near,
Then, as it must, the gentle glow at your tunnel’s end
Was only the freight’s blind rush, yes—
It barrels down upon you,
It barrels down upon you,
Yes,
Yes,

Yes—and so the gentle glow at your tunnel’s end
Was just the freight train bearing down, yes—

So it arrives, yes,
So it arrives, yes,
So it arrives, yes,
So it arrives, yes,
So it arrives, yes,
So it arrives, yes,
So it arrives, yes,
So it arrives, yes