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She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor. But with me she will not dance, for I have no rose to give her," and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept.
她的舞姿是那樣輕盈，腳好像都離開了地板。然而她不會(huì)同我跳舞，因?yàn)槲覜]有紅玫瑰獻(xiàn)給她?！闭f完他撲倒在草地上，雙手捂著臉痛哭起來。
"Why is he weeping?" asked a green Lizard, as he ran past him with his tail in the air.
“他為什么哭?。俊币恢痪G色的小蜥蜴高高地翹起尾巴從他身旁跑過時(shí)，這樣問道。
"Why, indeed?" said a Butterfly, who was fluttering about after a sunbeam.
“就是啊，為什么呢？”一只正追著一縷陽光跳舞的蝴蝶說。
"Why, indeed?" whispered a Daisy to his neighbor, in a soft, low voice.
“就是啊，為什么呢？” 一朵雛菊用輕柔的聲音對(duì)自己的鄰居低聲說道。
"He is weeping for a red rose," said the Nightingale.
“他在為一朵紅玫瑰而哭泣?！币国L說。
"For a red rose?" they cried, "How very ridiculous!" and the little Lizard, who was something of a cynic, laughed outright. But the Nightingale understood the secret of the Student's sorrow, and sat silent in the Oak-tree, and thought about the mystery of love.
“為一朵紅玫瑰？”他們叫了起來，“真可笑！”那個(gè)有點(diǎn)憤世嫉俗的小蜥蜴大笑起來。但是夜鶯了解學(xué)生悲傷的秘密，她默默無語地坐在橡樹上，思考著愛情的真諦。
Suddenly she spread her brown wings for flight, and soared into the air. She passed through the grove like a shadow and like a shadow she sailed across the garden.
忽然她展開自己棕色的翅膀，朝天空飛去。她像個(gè)影子似地飛過了小樹林，又像個(gè)影子似地飛越了花園。
In the center of the grass-plot stood a beautiful Rose-tree, and when she saw it she flew over to it. "Give me a red rose," she cried, "and I will sing you my sweetest song."
在草地的中央長著一棵美麗的玫瑰樹，夜鶯看到那棵樹后，就朝它飛過去。“給我一朵紅玫瑰吧，”她大聲說道，“我會(huì)為你唱我最甜美的歌?！?/div>
But the tree shook its head.
但是樹兒搖了搖頭。
"My roses are white," it answered, "as white as the foam of the sea, and whiter than the snow upon the mountain.
“我的玫瑰是白色的，”它回答說，“白得就像大海的浪花，白得超過山頂?shù)姆e雪。
