Rose and rue

You were always afraid of a shower,

(Just like a flower ! )

I remember you started and ran

When the rain began.

你总是害羞抛头露面，

（羞涩如一朵鲜花！）

我记得某次雨水降临，

你撒开脚丫就跑。

I remember I never could catch you,

For no one could match you;

You had wonderful luminous fleet

Little wings to your feet.

我记得我总是撵不上你，

没人能是你的对手；

你敏捷如同电光一闪，

双脚长着一对小翅膀。

Yet you somehow would

Give me the prize,

With a laugh in your eyes,

The rose from your breast,

Or the bliss of a single swift kiss

On your neck with its marble hue.

有时你也给我一点奖励，

美眸荡漾着笑意，

胸佩一朵玫瑰，或者飞速

递过至福的亲吻。

And its vein of blue -

How these passionate memories bite

In my heart as I write !

你的颈项有大理石的光泽，

隐现蓝色的静脉——

当我书写的时候，

我的心忍受着激情的回忆噬咬。