Fallen Majesty
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失落的王权
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Although crowds gathered once if she but showed her face, |
她的出现,总会立时聚来人潮, |
And even old men's eyes grew dim, this hand alone, |
吸引所有人的眼睛,却唯有这只手啊 |
Like some last courtier at a gypsy camping-place |
如浪人营地里的前朝遗老, |
Babbling of fallen majesty, records what is gone. |
喋喋于失落的王权,记载历史。 |
The lineaments, a heart that laughter has made sweet, |
那丽影,那颗被笑颜蜜住的心 |
These, these remain, but I record what's gone. A crowd |
仍在,但我只是记载历史。 |
Will gather, and not know it walks the very street |
仍有人潮涌动,可谁知道,他们踏过的 |
Whereon a thing once walked that seemed a burning cloud. |
这条街道,她曾走过,如一朵燃烧的云。 |