O what to me the little room

啊，虽然充满祈祷和舒适，

That was brimmed up with prayer and rest;

可那间小屋于我何用？

He bade me out into the gloom,

他请我到外面的昏暗中去，

And my breast lies upon his breast.

我的胸紧贴着他的胸。

O what to me my mother's care,

啊，虽然房子里安全温暖，

The house where I was safe and warm;

可妈妈的关爱于我何用？

The shadowy blossom of my hair

我的秀发如花朵绽放，

Will hide us from the bitter storm.

它将为我们遮雨挡风。

O hiding hair and dewy eyes,

我已将生死置之度外，

I am no more with life and death,

眼珠晶莹，发丝蓬松，

My heart upon his warm heart lies,

我们俩心心相印，

My breath is mixed into his breath.

我们俩息息相通。