A Lane in the Rain 雨巷

Alone holding an oil-paper umbrella,
I wander along a long
Solitary lane in the rain,
Hoping to encounter
A girl like a bouquet of lilacs
Gnawed by anxiety and resentment.
撑着油纸伞，独自
彷徨在悠长，悠长
又寂寥的雨巷，
我希望逢着
一个丁香一样的
结着愁怨的姑娘。

A girl
The color of lilacs,
The fragrance of lilacs,
The worries of lilacs,
Feeling melancholy in the rain,
Plaintive and hesitating.
丁香一样的颜色，
丁香一样的芬芳，
丁香一样的忧愁，
在雨中哀怨，
哀怨又彷徨

Silently she comes closer,
Closer,giving me
A glance like a sigh;
Then she floats past
Like a dream,
Dreary and blank like a dream.
她彷徨在这寂寥的雨巷，
撑着油纸伞
象我一样
象我一样地
默默行着，
冷漠，凄凉，又惆怅。
她默默地走进
走进，又投出，
太息一样的眼光，
她飘过
象梦一般地
象梦一般地凄婉迷茫。

Like a lilac
Floating past in a dream,
the girl floats past me;
Silently she goes further and further,
To the crumbling wall,
Out of the lane in the rain.
象梦中飘过
一支丁香地，
我身旁飘过这女郎；
她静默地远了，远了，
到了颓圮的篱墙，
走尽这雨巷。

In the mournful melody of the rain,
Her color has faded,
Her fragrance has disppeared,
Vanished into the void;
Even her glance like a sigh,
Melancholy like lilacs.
在雨的哀曲中，
消了她的颜色，
散了她的芬芳，
消散了，甚至她的
太息般的眼光，
丁香般的惆怅

Alone holding an oil-paper umbrella,
I wander along a long
Solitary lane in the rain,
Hoping to pass
A girl like a bouquet of lilacs
Gnawed by anxiety and resentment.
撑着油纸伞，独自
彷徨在悠长，悠长
又寂寥的雨巷，
我希望飘过
一个丁香一样的
结着愁怨的姑娘