我爱你的修眼里的碧辉，爱人，

 I like die greenish light in your long eyes,

可是今天什么我都觉得凄凉，

Dear: but today all things are sour to me.

无论你的闺房，你的爱和炉温

And naught, your hearth, your boudoir, nor your sighs

都抵不过那海上太阳的金光。

Are worth the sun that glitters on the sea.

可是，还是爱我罢，温婉的心呵！

Yet love me, tender heart, as mothers cherish

像母亲般，即使对逆子或坏人；

A thankless wretch, Lover or sister, be

请赐我，情人或妹妹呵，那晚霞

Ephemeral sweetness of the suns that perish

或光荣的秋天的瞬息的温存。

Or glory of the autumn swift to flee.

不过一瞬！坟墓等着！它多贪婪！

Brief task! The charnel yawns in hunger horrid,

唉！让我，把额头放在你的膝上，

Yet let me with my head upon your knees,

一壁惋惜那炎夏白热的璀璨，

Although I mourn the summer, white and torrid

细细尝着这晚秋黄色的柔光！

Taste these last yellow rays before they freeze.