by Robert Burns

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 O my luve is like a red, red rose,
 呵，我的爱人象朵红红的玫瑰，

That's newly sprung in June;
  六月里迎风初开； 

O my luve is like the melodie,
 呵，我的爱人象支甜甜的曲子，

That's sweetly played in tune.
奏得合拍又和谐。 

As fair thou art, my bonie lass,
   我的好姑娘，多么美丽的人儿! 

So deep in luve am I;
     请看我，多么深挚的爱情!   

And I will luve thee still, my dear,
   亲爱的，我永远爱你，  

Till a' the seas gang dry.
    纵使大海干涸水流尽。  

Till a' the sea gang dry, my dear,
     纵使大海干涸水流尽，   

And the rock melt wi' the sun;
     太阳将岩石烧作灰尘， 

And I will luve thee still, my dear,
      亲爱的，我永远爱你，    

While the sands o' life shall run.
  只要我一息犹存。

And fare thee weel, my only luve,
       珍重吧，我唯一的爱人，    

And fare thee weel a while;
    珍重吧，让我们暂时别离，

And I will come again, my luve,
      但我定要回来，   

Tho's it were ten thousand mile!
        哪怕千里万里！