我不能告诉你是怎么回事，

I cannot tell you how it was,

我只知道这个：它已经过去，

But this I know: it came to pass

在一个晴朗有微风的日子。

Upon a bright and sunny day

五月正年轻，啊，欢悦的时日，

When May was young,ah, pleasant May!

那些罂栗花都还没有茁生，

As yet the poppies were not born

在那纤细的嫩叶丛的当中

Between the blades of tender corn;

最后的一批卵还没有孵出，

The last egg had not hatched as yet,

也没有鸟儿离开它的伴侣。

Nor any bird foregone its mate.

我不能告诉你是怎么回事，

I cannot tell you what it was,

我只知道这个：它已经过去。

But this I know: it did but pass.

它同灿烂的五月一同去了，

It passed away with sunny May,

带着所有的甜蜜它消逝了，

Like all sweet things it passed away,

丢下我老了，冷了，而且灰了。

And left me old, and cold, and gray.