电影美国往事节选-雅歌

My beloved is white and ruddy;

His skin is as the most fine gold;

His cheeks are as a bed of spices,

even though he hasn't washed since last

December.

His eyes are as the eyes of doves;

His body is as bright ivory;

His legs are as pillars of marble,

in pants so dirty they stand by themselves.

He is altogether lovable,

but he'll always be a two-bit punk.

So he'll never be my beloved,

what a shame.

我的爱人是如此英俊，

他的皮肤像黄金，

他的双颊像香草台，

虽然他已经好几个月没洗过脸。

他的眼如鸽子般明亮，

他的身躯如同雕刻的象牙，

他的双腿像大理...