只要我们是白鸟，我的爱人，那大海泡沫中浮起的白鸟！
I would that we were， y beloved， white birds on the foa of the sea！
We tire of the f of the teor， before itfade and flee；
And the f of the be star of ilight， hung low on the ri of the sky，
Has awakedour hearts， y beloved， a sadhat ay not die.
A wearess es fro those drears， dew-dabbled， the lily and rose；
Ah， drea not of the， y beloved， the f of the teor that goes，
Or the f of the be star
That lgers hung lowthe fall of the dew：
For I would we were ged to white birds on the wanderg foa：I and you！
I a haunted by nuberless isnds， and any a Danaan shore，
Where Ti would surely fet ， and Sorrow e nearno ore；
Soon far fro the rose and the lily and fret of the fs would we be，
Were we only white birds， y beloved， buoyed out on the foa of the sea！