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Child, amid the flowers at play,
孩子，你在花丛间玩耍，
While the red light fades away;
红色灯火，落入黯淡，
Mother, with thine earnest eye,
妈妈回应，你殷切目光，
Ever following silently;
默默守护在，你的身旁。
Father, by the breeze at eve
圣诞夜，微风拂煦，
Called thy harvest work to leave;
爸爸离开家，他要工作，
Pray! Ere yet the dark hours be,
圣父呀！穿越荒凉的别离，
Lift the heart, and bend the knee.
我的心在颤栗，默默祷告。
Traveler, in the stranger's land,
孑然一身，走向陌生土地，
Far from thine own household band;
远远告别，温暖清馨家庭，
Mourner, haunted by the tone Of a voice from this world gone;
悲哀萦绕，欢歌笑语走远，孤单魂灵，与这个世界再见。
Captive, in whose narrow cell
船舱狭仄，无奈秋叶飘零，
Sunshine hath not leave to dwell;
阳光似乎，难得挽住时光，
Sailor, on the darkening sea;
水手，漂泊在黢黑的海面，
Lift the heart and bend the knee.
我的心在颤栗，默默祷告。
Warrior, that from battle won,
战士，从胜利的战场凯旋，
Breathest now at set of sun;
正是日落夕阳，畅舒胸臆。
Woman, o'er the lowly slain
女人哭泣，为卑微生命的消失，
Weeping on his burial plain;
海上魂灵，究竟何处安依？
Ye that triumph, ye that sigh,
你的荣归，你的深深叹息，
Kindred by one holy tie,
家族的神圣血脉，血浓于水。
Heaven's first star alike ye see;
你看见，天空升起第一颗星，
Lift the heart, and bend the knee.
我的心在颤栗，默默祷告。
