The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem
Filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
失去的艺术不难掌握；
如此多的事物似乎都
有意消失，因此失去它们并非灾祸。
Lose something every day.
Accept the fluster
Of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
每天都失去一样东西。
接受失去房门钥匙的慌张，
接受蹉跎而逝的光阴。
失去的艺术不难掌握。
Then practice losing farther,
Losing faster:
Places, and names,
And where it was you meant
To travel.
None of these will bring disaster.
于是练习失去得更快，更多：
地方、姓名，
以及你计划去旅行的目的地。
失去这些不会带来灾祸。
I lost my mother's watch.
And look! my last,
Or next-to-last,
Of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
我丢失了母亲的手表。
看！我的第三座爱屋中的最后一座，
倒数第二座不见了。
失去的艺术不难掌握。
I lost two cities, lovely ones.
And, vaster,some realms I owned,
Two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
我失去两座城，可爱的城。
还有更大的我拥有的某些领地，
两条河、一片大洲。
我想念它们，但那并非灾祸。
Even losing you
(the joking voice, a gesture I love)
I shan't have lied. It's evident
The art of losing is not
Too hard to master
Though it may look like (Write it!)
Like disaster.
即使失去你，
（戏谑的嗓音，我爱的一种姿势）
我不会撒谎。显然，
失去的艺术不算太难掌握
即使那看起来（写下来！）
像一场灾祸。
