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A Red Red Rose
红玫瑰
O, my Luve's like a red, red rose
吾爱吾爱玫瑰红，
That's newly sprung in June;
六月初开韵晓风；
O, my Luve's like the melodie,
吾爱吾爱如管弦，
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
其声悠扬而玲珑。
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
吾爱吾爱美而殊，
So deep in luve am I;
我心爱你永不渝，
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
我心爱你永不渝，
Till a' the seas gang dry.
直到四海海水枯；
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
直到四海海水枯，
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
岩石融化变成泥，
I will luve thee still, my dear,
只要我还有口气，
While the sands o' life shall run.
我心爱你永不渝。
And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve!
暂时告别我心肝，
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
请你不要把心耽！
And I will come again, my Luve,
纵使相隔十万里，
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!
踏穿地皮也要还。
