Song (歌)

Lovely, lovely poem and beautifully translated by 徐志摩. I could weep everytime I read it.

Song by Christina Georgina Rossetti When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree. Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on as if in pain. And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply may forget.

歌 徐志摩译 我死了的时候，亲爱的 别为我唱悲伤的歌 我坟上不必安插蔷薇 也无需浓荫的柏树 让盖着我的青青的草 霖着雨，也沾着露珠 假如你愿意，请记着我 要是你甘心，忘了我 我再不见地面的青荫　 觉不到雨露的甜蜜　 再听不到夜莺的歌喉　 在黑夜里倾吐悲啼　 在悠久的昏暮中迷惘 阳光不升起也不消翳 我也许，也许我记得你 我也许，我也许忘记

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