在迟到的深夜,
尽管心里的爱,
像月光一样地白。
剑把鞘磨穿,
灵魂磨伤心怀,
心太累了,要喘息,
爱,也需要休息。
夜是为了爱,
白天转眼就来,
我们不再徘徊
在月光之下。
So We'll Go No More A-Roving
So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.
By George Gordon Byron
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