red rose紅玫瑰
a red，red roserobert burns 紅玫瑰
羅伯特·彭斯
o my luve's like a red,red rose
that's newly spring in june:
o my luve's like the melodie
that's sweetly play'd tune.
as fair art thou,my bonnie 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;
o i will luve thee still, my dear,
while the sands o'life shall run.
and fare thee week,my onlu luve!
and fare thee awhile!
and i will come again,my luve,
tho'it were ten thousand mile.
吾愛吾愛玫瑰紅，
六月初開韻曉風(fēng)；
吾愛吾愛如管弦，
其聲悠揚而玲瓏。
吾愛吾愛美而珠，
我心愛你永不渝，
我心愛你永不渝，
直到四海海水枯；
直到四海海水枯，
巖石融化變成泥，
只要我還有口氣，
我心愛你永不渝。
暫時告別我心肝，
請你不要把心耽！
縱使相隔十萬里，
踏穿地皮也要還。