你已抛却那铭心的誓言，

Others because you did not keep

我只好另寻些挚友。

That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;

然而每次，当我与死神打着照面，

Yet always when I look death in the face,

当我勉力欲图酣眠，

When I clamber to the heights of sleep,

当我狂欢痛饮不休……

Or when I grow excited with wine,

总会惊见，是你的容颜。

Suddenly I meet your face.