Music,when soft voices die
Music,when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory,
Odours,when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves,when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts,when thou art gone,
love itself shall slumber on.
當(dāng)溫柔的歌聲消散
當(dāng)溫柔的歌聲消散
音樂仍震顫著心弦
當(dāng)芬芳的紫羅蘭凋殘
香氣仍縈回在鼻端
當(dāng)玫瑰花兒飄零
花瓣將灑滿愛人的床
同樣的,當(dāng)你離去匆匆
思念將長眠于眷戀之鄉(xiāng)