红玫瑰

By Robert Burns

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;
O 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，
Though it were ten thousand mile!

踏穿地皮也要还。