A Memory of Youth
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青春的回忆
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| The moments passed as at a play; |
那些时光，流逝如剧中场景； |
| I had the wisdom love brings forth; |
我有了爱情带来的智慧； |
| I had my share of mother-wit, |
我有些天赋，然而， |
| And yet for all that I could say, |
无论我说些什么， |
| And though I had her praise for it, |
虽能得到她的赞许，却挡不住 |
| A cloud blown from the cut-throat north Suddenly hid Love's moon away. |
一片从苦寒的北方飘来的云 突然隐去爱神的月亮。 |
| Believing every word I said, |
相信我的每一句话， |
| I praised her body and her mind |
我赞美她的肉身与灵魂， |
| Till pride had made her eyes grow bright, |
直到骄傲光耀了她的眼， |
| And pleasure made her cheeks grow red, |
直到幸福绯红了她的颊， |
| And vanity her footfall light, |
直到虚荣轻盈了她的脚步， |
| Yet we, for all that praise, could find Nothing but darkness overhead. |
然而，虽有这样的赞美，我们能找到的也只有头顶的阴黑。 |
| We sat as silent as a stone, |
我们静坐如石， |
| We knew, though she'd not said a word, |
她虽无语，我们却都明白 |
| That even the best of love must die, |
爱情的生命终会消殒， |
| And had been savagely undone |
会经受无情的摧折。 |
| Were it not that Love upon the cry |
还好，终于有只滑稽的小鸟 |
| Of a most ridiculous little bird |
叫醒了爱神，他从云翳中 |
| Tore from the clouds his marvellous moon. |
扯出了他的明媚的月亮。 |
