雙語(yǔ)·英美愛(ài)情詩(shī)歌選 56　約翰·安德生，我的歡樂(lè)

56　John Anderson My Jo

——R. Burns

John Anderson, my jo, John,

When we were first acquent,

Your locks were like the raven,

Your bonie brow was brent;

But now your brow is beld, John,

Your locks are like the snow.

But blessings on your frosty pow,

John Anderson my jo!

John Anderson my jo, John,

We clamb the hill thegither,

And monie a cantie day, John,

We've had wi' ane anither;

Now we maun totter down, John,

And hand in hand we'll go,

And sleep thegither at the foot,

John Anderson my jo!