when you are old by Yeats

WHEN YOU ARE OLD

 

When you are old and grey and full of sleep, 

And nodding by the fire, take down this book, 

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look 

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

 

How many loved your moments of glad grace, 

And loved your beauty with love false or true, 

But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, 

And loved the sorrows of your changing face

 

And bending down beside the glowing bars, 

Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled 

And paced upon the mountains overhead 

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. 

 

當你暮年

 

當你暮年， 鬢白， 倦意沉， 

爐火催你眠， 宜取此卷來撫愁， 

吟誦帶你夢， 昔日眉目溢姣柔， 

幽悠眼影漾， 豆蔻綴純真；

 

多少人真心假意戀過，

你嫵媚端淑，

獨一人愛慕你堅貞付出，

愛慕你容顏蹉跎

 

愛慕你爐旁蜷身惹憐歎， 

你喃喃悔， 淺淺怨， 緣何那愛情遠走

緣何他越崇山巡遊

緣何他隱入繁星守盼。