1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 | 《In Flanders Fields》在法蘭德西的原野上 In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. 血紅的罌粟花迎風綻放 我們昨天浴血的戰場 就在十字架間花開的地方 雲雀在天空飛翔 炮聲中依稀能聽見 它們還在勇敢歌唱 我們此刻已長眠疆場 可在幾天前還和你一樣 愛著—感同黎明的破曉 被愛—看如黃昏的霞光 如今,我們卻靜靜地躺著 在法蘭德西的原野上 繼續同敵人拼戰沙場 從我們低垂的手裡接過火炬 在你的手中把它高高舉亮 假如你背棄了曾經的誓言 我們將永遠不會寧息安詳 儘管血紅的罌粟花會依然生長 在法蘭德西的原野上 |
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