Black Is The Colour — Paul Weller

《是黑色》保罗·惠勒

Black is the color of my true love's hair

黑色，是我心上人的发色

Her lips are like some roses fair

她双唇如玫瑰般娇艳

She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands

她笑颜至美，纤手至柔

And I love the ground whereon she stands

我爱她脚下的每寸土地

I love my love and well she knows

她深知我爱她如是

I love the ground whereon she goes

我爱她走过的每寸土地

I wish the day it soon would come

我祈盼那再回之期

When she and I could be as one

她将和我合而为一

I go to the Clyde

我走到克莱德河畔

And I mourn and weep

然后我哀恸、哭泣

For satisfied, I never can be

泪水长流不息

I'll write her a letter

我会给她写信

Just a few short lines

只短短几行字

And I owe death a thousand times

于我，却似赴黄泉千万次

Black is the color of my true love's hair

黑色，是我心上人的发色

Her lips are like red roses fair

她双唇如玫瑰般娇艳

She has the sweetest smile

她笑颜至美

And the gentlest hands

纤手至柔

And I love the ground whereon she stands

而我爱她脚下的每寸土地