when you are old 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. 当你老了 头发灰白 睡思沉昏 在炉火旁打着盹 请取下这诗 慢慢的读 回想你曾经柔和的眼光 和你的眼睛里 如同影子般的深沉 多少人爱你青春欢畅时的优雅 爱慕你的美丽 假意或者真心 可只有一个人 爱过你那朝圣者的灵魂 爱过你改变的容颜下种种忧伤 弯下了身在红光闪耀的炉子旁 一些伤感 喃喃呓语着爱的消逝 在头顶的山上 爱缓缓踱着步子 他的脸 在群星中隐藏
when you are old When You Are OldWhen 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