当初我们俩分别，
In silence and tears,
只有沉默和眼泪，
Half broken-hearted
心儿几乎要碎裂，
To sever for years,
得分隔多少年岁!
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
你的脸发白发冷，
Colder thy kiss;
你的吻更是冰凉;
Truly that hour foretold
确实呵，那个时辰
Sorrow to this!
预告了今日的悲伤!
The dew of the morning
清晨滴落的露珠
Sunk chill on my brow—
浸入我眉头，好冷——
It felt like the warning
对我今天的感触
Of what I feel now.
仿佛是预先示警。
Thy vows are all broken,
你把盟誓都背弃，
And light is thy fame;
名声也轻浮浪荡;
I hear thy name spoken,
听别人把你说起，
And share in its shame.
连我也羞愧难当。
They name thee before me,
他们当着我说你，
A knell to mine ear;
像丧钟响彻耳旁;
A shudder comes o'er me—
我周身止不住战栗——
Why wert thou so dear?
对你怎这样情长?
They know not I knew thee,
他们不知我熟悉你——
Who knew thee too well:—
只怕是熟悉过度;
Long, long shall I rue thee,
我会久久惋惜你，
Too deeply to tell.
深切得难以陈诉。
In secret we met—
想当初幽期密约，
In silence I grieve,
到如今默默哀怨：
That thy heart could forget,
你的心儿会忘却，
Thy spirit deceive.
你的灵魂会欺骗。
If I should meet thee
要是多少年以后，
After long years,
我偶然与你相会，
How should I greet thee?—
用什么将你迎候?
With silence and tears.
只有沉默和眼泪。
