我的心遗忘了上千件事情

MY mind lets go a thousand things,

比如战争和国王驾崩的日期

Like dates of wars and deaths of kings,

却记住了那一个时辰

And yet recalls the very hour--

村里的钟楼，是正午时分

'T was noon by yonder village tower,

五月最后一个晴朗的日子

And on the last blue noon in May--

凉爽的清风活泼地吹起

The wind came briskly up this way,

吹皱了路旁的那一条小溪

Crisping the brook beside the road;

然后，在这里停下，播撒

Then, pausing here, set down its load

松树的香味，又从野玫瑰树上

Of pine-scents, and shook listlessly

懒懒地摇下两片花瓣

Two petals from that wild-rose tree.