美国语文第四册第105期:谁的亲人沉睡在这里(2)（打印版）

　　Somebody's hand has rested there; 亲人的手放在他的身上；

　　Was it a mother's, soft and white? 是母亲的手吗，柔和而白皙？

　　And have the lips of a sister fair, 是他美丽的爱人祷告的双唇吗，

　　Been baptized in the waves of light? 浸润在清晨的阳光里？

　　God knows best! he was somebody's love: 上帝知道！谁是他的亲人，

　　Somebody's heart enshrined him there; 谁把他珍藏在心里；

　　Somebody wafted his name above, 阵阵重复着他的名字，

　　Night and morn, on the wings of prayer. 日日夜夜的祷告声里。

　　Somebody wept when he marched away, 他奔向战场时，又有谁在啜泣，

　　Looking so handsome, brave, and grand; 如此英俊、勇敢和骄傲；

　　Somebody's kiss on his forehead lay; 谁亲吻着他的前额；

　　Somebody clung to his parting hand. 抓着他的手不忍分离。

　　Somebody's watching and waiting for him, 谁在注视和等待着他，

　　Yearning to hold him again to her heart; 渴望再次与他相拥；

　　And there he lies, with his blue eyes dim, 他却躺着，眼睛黯然无光，

　　And the smiling, childlike lips apart. 天真的双唇轻启泛着笑容。

　　Tenderly bury the fair young dead, 轻轻埋葬了年轻的美丽身躯，

　　Pausing to drop on his grave a tear; 停在墓前泪水轻轻滴落；

　　Carve on the wooden slab at his head, 在头部的一块木牌上，刻着，

　　Somebody's darling slumbers here. 谁的亲人沉睡在这里。