Helas! 唉！
作者：OSCAR WILDE 奥斯卡·王尔德

To drift with every passion till my soul
Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play,
Is it for this that I have given away
Mine ancient wisdom and austere control?

Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll
Scrawled over on some boyish holiday
With idle songs for pipe and virelay,
Which do but mar the secret of the whole.
Surely there was a time I might have trod
The sunlit heights, and from life's dissonance
Struck one clear chord to reach the ears of God:

Is that time dead? lo! with a little rod
I did but touch the honey of romance -
And must I lose a soul's inheritance

让我心 随每屡激情飘动
化作弦琴 任八面来风吹奏，
莫非因此 我才至丧失
古老的智慧 与苦行自制？
我的生活 宛若卷轴 被书写二次
曾在孩子气的假日里 被人潦画
附和古乐管笛的赋闲之章，
实在坏了整件事的神秘
我确曾糟蹋了 那样的好时光
暖阳照耀顶峰 生活里起涟漪
生命的和弦 清晰敲响
达抵上帝的耳畔：
难道 旧日光阴不再？
瞧~ 一枚枝丫儿
我确感触了浪漫甜蜜
却须因此 而与灵魂传承错失么？