Autumn is over the long leaves that love us,
And over the mice in the barley sheaves;
Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us,
And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.

The hour of the waning of love has beset us,
And weary and worn are our sad souls now;
Let us part,ere the season of passion forget us,
With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.

秋天遍布恋着我们的长叶，
飞旋过麦束中的老鼠们；
染黄了我们头顶的楸叶，
也染黄了湿野梅的枝叶。

爱情的消逝散落四周，
我们悲苦的灵魂已亦倦亦乏；
在激情燃尽之前，分手吧，
用一个吻，一滴泪，
——在你低垂的前额上作别。