The little boy lost in the lonely fen,

丢失在荒凉泥地的小孩，

Led by the wandering light,

跟在摇晃不定的灯光后面

Began to cry, but God ever nigh

哭了起来，但上帝永在身边，

Appeared like his father in white.

他穿着白衣就像爸爸出现。

He kissed the child and by the hand led,

他亲亲小孩，牵着他的手，

And to his mother brought,

把他领到母亲身边来，

Who in sorrow pale through the lonely dale

她脸色惨白，穿过荒谷，

Her little boy weeping sought.

哭着寻找她的小男孩。