The Indian Serenade-David Moore
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By:Percy Bysshe Shelley

(written in 1819)

I arise from dreams of thee

午夜初眠梦见了你

In the first sweet sleep of night

我从这美梦里醒来

When the winds are breathing low

风儿正悄悄地呼吸

And the stars are shining bright

星星放射着光彩

I arise from dreams of thee

午夜初眠梦见了你

And a spirit in my feet

呵 我起来 任凭脚步

Has led me -- who knows how --

(是什么精灵在作祟 )

To thy chamber-window sweet

把我带到你的门户

The wandering airs they faint

漂游的乐曲昏迷在

On the dark the silent stream --

把我带到你的门户

The champak odors fall

金香木的芬芳溶化了

Like sweet thoughts in a dream

象梦中甜蜜的想象

The nightingale's complaint

那夜莺已不再怨诉

It dies upon her heart

怨声死在她的心怀

As I must die on thine

让我死在你的怀中吧

O beloved as thou art

因为你是这么可爱

O lift me from the grass

哦 把我从草上举起

I die I faint I fail

我完了 我昏迷 倒下

Let thy love in kisses rain

让你的爱情化为吻

On my lips and eyelids pale

朝我的眼和嘴唇倾洒

My cheek is cold and white alas

我的脸苍白而冰冷

My Heart beats loud and fast

我的心跳得多急切

Oh press it close to thine again

哦 快把它压在你心上

Where it will break at last

它终将在那儿碎裂

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