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Half o f Life With its yellow pears And wild roses everywhere The shore hangs into the lake， O gracious swans， And drunk with kisses You dip your heads In the sobering holy water. Ah， where wi
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Half o f Life
With its yellow pears
And wild roses everywhere
The shore hangs into the lake，
O gracious swans，
And drunk with kisses
You dip your heads
In the sobering holy water.
Ah， where will I find
Flowers， come winter，
And where the sunshine
And shade of the earth ？
Walls stand cold
And speechless， in the wind
The wheathervanes creak.
悬挂着黄梨
长满野蔷嶶的
湖岸映在湖里
可爱的天鹅
你们吻醉了
把头浸入
神圣冷静的水里
可悲啊，冬天到来
我到哪里去采花
哪里去寻日光
和地上的荫处？
四壁围墙
冷酷而无言，风信旗
在风中瑟瑟作响。
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