Author: thomas nashe
Spring, sweet spring, is a pleasant king in a year;
Then everything blooms, and then the girls dance in a circle.
Cold doesn't sting, beautiful birds sing,
Cuckoo, puff, puff, puff!
Palms and possibly gay country houses,
The lambs play skipping, the shepherds whistle all day,
We heard the birds tuning the happy melody,
Cuckoo, puff, puff, puff!
The fields breathe the fragrance, daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives sit in the sun,
In every street, we hear these tunes in our ears.
Cuckoo, puff, puff, puff!
Spring! Sweet spring!
spring
Thomas? Nash
Spring, sweet spring, Yao and Shun in a year,
Flowers and trees are everywhere, and daughters are dancing in circles everywhere.
Slightly cold but clear, good birds are singing,
Zhaozhao, Chaochao, brother, cut the wheat and insert a grain!
Elms and hawthorn, families dressed as farmhouses,
Lambs play, shepherds play all day,
Birds always sing in harmony, a melodious rhythm,
Zhaozhao, Chaochao, brother, cut the wheat and insert a grain!
The fragrant wind rippled in the countryside, and daisies kissed people's heels.
Couples, old women sitting in the sun,
Go to any avenue, there is a sweet song,
Zhaozhao, Chaochao, brother, cut the wheat and insert a grain!
Spring! Sweet spring!
spring
William Blake
Play the flute!
It's mute now.
Happy birds
Day and night;
nightingale
In the valley,
Larks in the sky,
Happily,
Welcome the new year happily, happily.
Little boy,
Full of joy;
Little girl,
Sweet and small;
Roosters do crow,
You too;
Happy voice,
Baby noise,
Welcome the new year happily, happily.
Lamb,
I am here;
Come and lick it
My white neck;
Let me pull
Your soft wool;
Let me kiss you.
Your soft face;
Happily, happily, we welcome the new year.
spring
Translated by Guo Moruo
Play the flute.
Suddenly and quietly.
Day and night,
Birds are singing;
Guyou
Nightingale,
There are larks in the sky,
How lucky,
How happy, how happy, welcome the new year.
Kids,
I'm so happy;
Little bitch,
Sweet and tender;
The chicken is singing,
People are singing;
The baby's laughter
Warm people's hearts,
How happy, how happy, welcome the new year.
Mutton,
I am waiting;
Please come here.
Lick my white neck;
Let you grow long
Let me sip;
Put your face
Let me kiss;
How happy, how happy, welcome the new year.