red rose红玫瑰

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。