在克拉丽的长眠地，

Where Claribel low-lieth

停息的微风已死亡，

The breezes pause and die,

玫瑰花飘落了花瓣；

Letting the rose-leaves fall;

芬芳的橡树枝叶密，

But the solemn oak-tree sigheth,

庄严肃穆地在悲叹；

Thick-leaved, ambrosial,

这悲叹是古老歌唱，

With an ancient melody

唱出它内心的哀伤——

Of an inward agony,

在克拉丽的长眠地。

Where Claribel low-lieth.

傍晚时嗡嗡的甲虫

At eve the beetle boometh

飞过了僻静矮树丛；

Athwart the thicket lone;

中午时野蜂营营飞，

At noon the wild bee hummeth

傍着长青苔的墓碑；

About the moss'd headstone;

夜半时月亮升天上，

At midnight the moon cometh,

孤零零朝下界凝望。

And looketh down alone.

这里有红雀在啭鸣，

Her song the lintwhite swelleth,

有歌鸫频频发清音，

The clear-voiced mavis dwelleth,

有小小画眉学啼叫，

The callow throstle lispeth,

有阵阵昏沉波浪声；

The slumbrous wave outwelleth,

而深深的孔穴洞窖

The babbling runnel crispeth,

应答着汩汩的小溪——

The hollow grot replieth

在克拉丽的长眠地。

Where Claribel low-lieth