So we'll go no more a-roving

So late into the night,

Though the heart be still as loving,

And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,

And the soul wears out the breast,

And the heart must pause to breathe,

And Love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,

And the day returns too soon,

Yet we'll go no more a-roving

By the light of the moon.

                                by George Gordon， Lord Byron

我们将不再徘徊

我们将不再徘徊  在那迟迟的深夜，  尽管心儿照样爱，  月光也照样皎洁。  利剑把剑鞘磨穿，  灵魂也磨损胸臆，  心儿太累，要稍喘，  爱情也需要歇息。  黑夜原是为了爱，  白昼转眼就回还，  但我们不再徘徊  沐着那月光一片。