Romantic English love poem 1 William Butler Days "Telling a Valley Full of Lovers"
Dream lover valley
I dreamed that I was standing in a valley, sighing,
Because happy couples walked past where I stood two by two;
I dreamed that my lost love came out of the Woods quietly.
Her eyelids, as pale as clouds, fell on her dreamy eyes:
I cried in my dream, Oh, woman, let the young man lie down.
Their heads are on your knees, drowning their eyes with your beauty,
Or remember her face, they will find that no other face is fair.
Until all the valleys in the world wither.
Ye Zhi's Poetry/Li Li's Translation
I dreamed that I was standing in a valley with my happy lover.
Crowds pass by me, and I sigh;
My lost lover also quietly escaped from the Woods.
Beautiful eyes covered with pale clouds don't dream vaguely:
I cried in my dream, oh, girls, tell the young people
Put your head on your knees and let his eyes indulge in your beauty.
Still only remember your own beauty, but can't find another charming face.
Until all the valleys in the world disappear.
Romantic English love poems 2 night songs
Look, honey, across the gray-yellow beach,
Look around, honey, look at the end of the yellow sand,
Where the sun meets the sea,
There, the sunset and the sea are trysting,
How long did they kiss where they could see all the land?
They kissed for a long time where they could see the land,
Ah! Longer, longer, we.
Oh! Longer, longer, it's us.
In the sea now? Red wine melted the sun,
The sunset glow melts in the red wine of the sea,
As Egypt? Pearls are dissolved in rose wine,
Just as Egyptian pearls disappear in rose wine,
Cleopatra drinks at night. ? It's done,
In the dark, the queen of Egypt raised her glass and drank.
Love, put your hand in mine.
Honey, put your hand in mine.
Come on, sweet star, comfort heaven? Heart;
Come here, wonderful stars, please nourish the heart of the night sky.
Flash, your waves, surround other unlit beaches.
Flash, waves, around the dark beach.
Ah, night! Separate our sun from the sky.
Oh, at night, you can separate the rosy clouds from the blue sky.
Never our lips, never our hands.
Please don't separate our lips and hands.
Romantic English love poem 3 meets at the party.
Gray sea and long black land;
The yellow half moon is big and low;
Jumping waves
Red curly hair comes out of sleep,
When I pushed forward to reach the bay,
Restrain its speed? Muddy beach.
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Cross three fields until a farm appears;
A tap on the glass, a quick and sharp scraping sound.
And the blue sparks from lit matches,
Keep your voice down, okay? Its happiness and fear,
More important than two hearts beating each other!
Gray sea, long black coast;
The golden half moon is big and low;
Microwave wakes up from a deep sleep,
Ripples like fire,
As I sped to the bay,
The ship got stuck in the mire.
Then there is a warm beach with sea fragrance;
Cross three fields and see a farm;
Tap on the window lattice,
A sharp jingle,
The match was quickly lit,
Blue light is bright and dazzling,
Like surprise, like joy, stirring in the mouth.
Words that are not loud.
Two beating hearts are closely linked together.