I arise from dreams of thee

In the first sleep of night ─

The winds are breathing low

And the stars are burning bright.

I arise from dreams of thee ─

And a spirit in my feet

Has borne me ─ Who knows how?

To thy chamber¹ window, sweet! ─

The wandering airs they faint

On the dark silent stream ─

The champak odours fail

Like sweet thoughts in a dream;

The nightingale’s complaint ─

It dies upon her heart ─

As I must die on thine

O beloved as thou art!

O lift me from the grass!

I die, I faint, I fail!

Let thy love in kisses rain

On my lips and eyelids² pale.

My cheek is cold and white, alas³!

My heart beats loud and fast.

Oh press it close to thine again

Where it will break at last.

印度女郎之歌

波西•比希•雪莱

夜晚刚一入睡,

就在梦中把你探望;

醒来时晚风吹拂,

满天星斗闪闪发亮。

刚从见你的梦中醒来,

一个精灵将我背在肩上;

她把我带到你的窗前,

迷惑中多么甜蜜芬芳!

我来到那条漆黑平静的小河,

耳边的风声不再呼呼作响;

金香木的气息渐渐飘散,

犹如恬美的春梦一场;

夜鹰的心已经破碎,

临死发出幽怨的歌唱。

我也会为你赴死,

啊, 你是多么令人心醉神往!

请把我从草地上抱起,

我已昏厥我已消亡!

我的双唇与眼帘已无血色,

期待着你的热吻如雨暴风狂!

天啊, 我的面颊已冰冷苍白,

我的心却还在剧烈地跳荡!

在它最后破碎之时,

请将它紧紧贴着你的心房!