Old Black Joe 老黑乔
（1）Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay；那些心头年轻、无忧无虑的日子已离我远去
Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away；我的伙伴也离开了棉花田
Gone from the earth to a better land I know，离开这里到一个更好的地方，我知道
I hear their gentle voices calling， "Old Black Joe！" 我听见他们柔声呼唤
（Refrain：） I'm coming， I'm coming， for my head is bending low；?老黑乔！?（反复）
I hear their gentle voices calling，我来了，我来了，因为我的头渐渐低垂；
"Old Black Joe！" 我听见他们柔声呼唤?老黑乔！?
（2）
Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain? 我为何哭泣，我心并不悲伤?
Why do I sigh that my friends come not again? 我为何要叹息伙伴不复来?
Grieving for forms now departed long ago，只为怀念早已逝去的人，
I hear their gentle voices calling，我听见他们柔声呼唤
"Old Black Joe！"?老黑乔！?
（3）
Where are thee hearts once so happy and so free? 昔日快乐无羁的人们，如今安在?
The children so dear that I held upon my knee? 还有，我抱在膝上可爱的小家伙?
Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go，他们都已到了我灵魂所渴望去的海岸，
I hear their gentle voices calling，我听见他们柔声呼唤
"Old Black Joe！"?老黑乔！?
by Stephen C． Foster， 1826－1864 |