Robert Burns(1759–1796)

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 seas gang dry, my dear,

And the rocks 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'it wre ten thousand mile!

一朵红红的玫瑰

罗伯特.彭斯

啊!我爱人象红红的玫瑰，

在六月里苞放;

啊，我爱人象一支乐曲，

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，

直到太阳把岩石消熔!

我会永远爱你，亲爱的，

只要生命无穷。

再见吧，我唯一的爱人，

再见以，小别片刻!

我会回来的，我的爱人，

即使万里相隔!