When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
当你老了，白发苍苍，睡意朦胧
And nodding by a fire,take down this book,
炉旁边打盹，取下这本书
And slowly read ,and dream of soft look
慢慢的读着，追梦当年柔软的眼神
Your eyes have once,and of their shadows deep
回想他们昔日浓重的阴影
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
多少人爱你欢乐优雅的时刻
And love your beauty with love false or true
爱慕你的美丽，带着假意或真心
But one man love the pilgrim Soul In you
但是只有一个人喜欢你虔诚的灵魂
And love the sorrow of your changing face
喜欢你衰老的脸上的痛苦的皱纹
And bending down beside glowing bars
弯下腰来，在火光闪耀的炉子旁
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
微微忧伤的低语，爱情怎样逝去
And pace upon the mountains overhead
又怎样步上群山
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
怎样在繁星中藏住了脸
Pligrim Soul 虔诚的灵魂
Full of sleep充满睡意
The moment of glad欢乐的时刻
A crowd of stars繁星
