a red，red rose

a red，red rose

robert burns

红玫瑰

罗伯特·彭斯

o my luve's like a red，red rose

that's newly spring in june：

o my luve's like the melodie

that's sweetly play'd tune.

as fair art thou，my bonnie lass.

so deep in luve am i：

and i will luve thee still，my dear，

till a'the seas gang dry.

till a'the seas gang dry，my dear，

and the rocks melt wi'the sun；

o i will luve thee still， my dear，

while the sands o'life shall run.

and fare thee week，my onlu luve！

and fare thee awhile！

and i will come again，my luve，

tho'it were ten thousand mile.

吾爱吾爱玫瑰红，

六月初开韵晓风；

吾爱吾爱如管弦，

其声悠扬而玲珑。

吾爱吾爱美而珠，

我心爱你永不渝，

我心爱你永不渝，

直到四海海水枯；

直到四海海水枯，

岩石融化变成泥，

只要我还有口气，

我心爱你永不渝。

暂时告别我心肝，

请你不要把心耽！

纵使相隔十万里，

踏穿地皮也要还。