这是磨坊主的女儿，

It is the miller's daughter,

她长得真是千娇又百媚；

And she is grown so dear, so dear,

我多想变成那珠宝，

That I would be the jewel

晃荡在她两个耳垂；

That trembles in her ear;

日夜在她的鬈发中隐藏，

For hid in ringlets day and night,

挨着她洁白温暖的颈项。

I'd touch her neck so warm and white.

我多想变成那腰带，

And I would be the girdle

围住她婀娜多姿的细腰，

About her dainty dainty waist,

无论她忧愁或安恬，

And her heart would beat against me,

让她的心贴着我跳；

In sorrow and in rest;

为了知道它跳得可正常，

And I should know if it beat right,

我自会紧紧缠在她身上。

I'd clasp it round so close and tight.

我多想变成那项链，

And I would be the necklace,

挂在她芬芳温润的胸前；

And all day long to fall and rise

整天里起伏个不停，

Upon her balmy bosom,

随着她欢笑或喟叹，

With her laughter or her sighs;

我要轻轻巧巧地偎着她，

And I would lie so light, so light,

让她在晚上不把我解下。

I scarce should be unclasp'd at night.