簡單經典的英文詩歌帶翻譯

　　英語詩歌具有非常豐富的內涵,也有優美的形式。學習英語者一定要多多欣賞英語詩歌，培養自己的文學美感。小編精心收集了，供大家欣賞學習!

　　篇1

　　春天 Spring

　　sound the flute!

　　now it's mute.

　　birds delight

　　day and night.

　　nightingale

　　in the dale,

　　lark in sky

　　merrily

　　merrily merrily to welcome in the year.

　　little boy

　　full of joy.

　　little girl

　　sweet and small.

　　cock does crow,

　　so do you.

　　merry voice,

　　infant noise,

　　merrily merrily to welcome in the year.

　　little lamb,

　　here i am,

　　come and lick

　　my white neck.

　　let me pull

　　your soft wool.

　　let me kiss

　　your soft face.

　　merrily merrily we welcome in the year.

　　把笛子吹起!

　　現在它無聲無息。

　　白天夜晚

　　鳥兒們喜歡。

　　有一隻夜鶯

　　在山谷深深，

　　天上的雲雀，

　　滿心喜悅，

　　歡天喜地，迎接新年到。

　　小小的男孩

　　無比歡快。

　　小小的女孩

　　玲瓏可愛。

　　公雞喔喔叫，

　　你也叫聲高。

　　愉快的嗓音，

　　嬰兒的鬧聲，

　　歡天喜地，迎接新年到。

　　小小的羊崽，

　　這裡有我在，

　　走過來舔舐

　　我白白的脖子。

　　你的毛柔軟，

　　讓我牽一牽。

　　你的臉嬌嫩，

　　讓我吻一吻。

　　歡天喜地，我們迎接新年到。

　　篇2

　　Lady Lazarus

　　by sylvia plath

　　i have done it again.

　　one year in every ten

　　i manage it ——

　　a sort of waling miracle, my skin

　　bright as a nazi lampshade,

　　my right foot

　　a paperweight,

　　my face a featureless, fine

　　jew linen.

　　peel off the napkin

　　o my enemy.

　　do i terrify? ——

　　the nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?

　　the sour breath

　　will vanish in a day.

　　soon, soon the flesh

　　the grave cave ate will be

　　at home on me

　　and i a smiling woman.

　　i am only thirty.

　　and like the cat i have nine times to die.

　　this is number three.

　　what a trash

　　to annihilate each decade.

　　what a million filaments.

　　the peanut-crunching crowd

　　shoves in to see

　　them upwrap me hand and foot——

　　the big strip tease.

　　gentlemen, ladies

　　these are my hands

　　my knees.

　　i may be skin and bone,

　　nevertheless,i am the same, identical woman.

　　the first time it happened i was ten.

　　it was an accident.

　　the second time i meant

　　to last it out and not come back at all.

　　i rocked shut

　　as a seashell.

　　they had to call and call

　　and pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.

　　dying

　　is an art, like everything else.

　　i do it exceptionally well.

　　i do it so it feels like hell.

　　i do it so it feels real.

　　i guess you could say i've a call.

　　it's easy enough to do it in a cell.

　　it's easy enough to do it and stay put.

　　it's the theatrical

　　comeback in broad day

　　to the same place, the same face, the same brute

　　amused shout:

　　'a miracle!'

　　that knocks me out.

　　there is a charge.

　　for the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge

　　for the hearing of my heart——

　　it really goes.

　　and there is a charge, a very large charge

　　for a word or a touch

　　or a bit of blood

　　or a piece of my hair or my clothes.

　　so, so, herr doktor.

　　so, herr enemy.

　　i am your opus,

　　i am your valuable,

　　the pure gold baby

　　篇3

　　生如夏花***泰戈爾***

　　Life, thin and light-off time and time again

　　Frivolous tireless

　　one

　　I heard the echo, from the valleys and the heart

　　Open to the lonely soul of sickle harvesting

　　Repeat outrightly, but also repeat the well-being of

　　Eventually swaying in the desert oasis

　　I believe I am

　　Born as the bright summer flowers

　　Do not withered undefeated fiery demon rule

　　Heart rate and breathing to bear the load of the cumbersome

　　Bored

　　Two

　　I heard the music, from the moon and carcass

　　Auxiliary extreme aestheticism bait to capture misty

　　Filling the intense life, but also filling the pure

　　There are always memories throughout the earth

　　I believe I am

　　Died as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves

　　Sheng is not chaos, smoke gesture

　　Even wilt also retained bone proudly Qing Feng muscle

　　Occult

　　Three

　　I hear love, I believe in love

　　Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae

　　As desolate micro-burst of wind

　　Bleeding through my veins

　　Years stationed in the belief

　　Four

　　I believe that all can hear

　　Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own

　　Some can not grasp the moment

　　Left to the East to go West, Gu, the dead must not return to

　　See, I head home Zanhua, in full bloom along the way all the way

　　Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain

　　Five

　　Prajna Paramita, soon as soon as

　　Shengruxiahua dead, as an autumn leaf

　　Also care about what has

　　生命，一次又一次輕薄過

　　輕狂不知疲倦

　　——題記

　　一

　　我聽見回聲，來自山谷和心間

　　以寂寞的鐮刀收割空曠的靈魂

　　不斷地重複決絕，又重複幸福

　　終有綠洲搖曳在沙漠

　　我相信自己

　　生來如同璀璨的夏日之花

　　不凋不敗，妖治如火

　　承受心跳的負荷和呼吸的累贅

　　樂此不疲

　　二

　　我聽見音樂，來自月光和胴體

　　輔極端的誘餌捕獲飄渺的唯美

　　一生充盈著激烈，又充盈著純然

　　總有回憶貫穿於世間

　　我相信自己

　　死時如同靜美的秋日落葉

　　不盛不亂，姿態如煙

　　即便枯萎也保留豐肌清骨的傲然

　　玄之又玄

　　三

　　我聽見愛情，我相信愛情

　　愛情是一潭掙扎的藍藻

　　如同一陣悽微的風

　　穿過我失血的靜脈

　　駐守歲月的信念

　　四

　　我相信一切能夠聽見

　　甚至預見離散，遇見另一個自己

　　而有些瞬間無法把握

　　任憑東走西顧，逝去的必然不返

　　請看我頭置簪花，一路走來一路盛開

　　頻頻遺漏一些，又深陷風霜雨雪的感動

　　五

　　般若波羅蜜，一聲一聲

　　生如夏花，死如秋葉

　　還在乎擁有什麼