Day 45

Spring

第45天

Thomas Nashe

春

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king, Then blooms each thing ,

托马斯•纳什

then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:

春，飘香的春，一年中欢乐的尧舜;

Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The plam and may make country houses gay,

看百花怒放，少女环舞， 春寒不袭人，小鸟展喉高唱。

Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,

咕咕，咯咯，啾啾，哥哥插秧! 棕榈和山楂，为农舍梳妆，

And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

羊羔嬉闹奔跑，牧笛终日悠扬

The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet, Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,

百鸟齐鸣，歌声谐婉四处飘荡， 咕咕，咯咯，啾啾，哥哥插秧!

In every street, these tunes our ears do greet: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!

四野四围飘香，邹菊亲吻脚掌， 少男少女互诉衷肠，老妇坐嗮春阳

Spring, the sweet spring!

大街小巷，总有歌声在耳畔荡漾 咕咕，咯咯，啾啾，哥哥插秧!

春，春日飘香!