When you are old

When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. 当你老了，容颜不再，你会发现，曾经的仰慕者只是爱着你的青春美貌，而只有我觉察到你脸上变换的哀伤，守护着你朝圣者的灵魂。而我，会在你看不到的时候，默默感叹爱情的流逝，爬上千山万壑，将头埋在点点繁星之中。