A RED, RED ROSE
By Robert Burns
O my luve is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve is like the melodie,
That's sweetly played in tune.
As fair thou art, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the sea gang dry, my dear,
And the rock melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only luve,
And fare thee weel a while;
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho's it were ten thousand mile!
一朵红红的玫瑰
罗伯特·彭斯
啊，我的爱人象红红的玫瑰，
在六月里苞放;
啊，我的爱人象一支乐曲，
乐声美妙、悠扬。
你那么美，漂亮的姑娘;
我爱你那么深切;
我会永远爱你，亲爱的，
一直到四海涸竭。 直到四海涸竭，亲爱的，
直到太阳把岩石消融!
我会永远爱你，亲爱的，
只要生命无穷。
再见吧，我唯一的爱人，
再见吧，小别片刻;
我会回来的，我的爱人，
即使万里相隔!