A Lane in the Rain 雨巷

　　Alone holding an oil-paper umbrella,

　　I wander along a long

　　Solitary lane in the rain,

　　Hoping to encounter

　　A girl like a bouquet of lilacs

　　Gnawed by anxiety and resentment.

　　撐著油紙傘，獨自

　　彷徨在悠長，悠長

　　又寂寥的雨巷，

　　我希望逢著

　　一個丁香一樣的

　　結著愁怨的姑娘。

　　A girl

　　The color of lilacs,

　　The fragrance of lilacs,

　　The worries of lilacs,

　　Feeling melancholy in the rain,

　　Plaintive and hesitating.

　　丁香一樣的顏色，

　　丁香一樣的芬芳，

　　丁香一樣的憂愁，

　　在雨中哀怨，

　　哀怨又彷徨

　　Silently she comes closer,

　　Closer,giving me

　　A glance like a sigh;

　　Then she floats past

　　Like a dream,

　　Dreary and blank like a dream.

　　她彷徨在這寂寥的雨巷，

　　撐著油紙傘

　　象我一樣

　　象我一樣地

　　默默行著，

　　冷漠，凄涼，又惆悵。

　　她默默地走進

　　走進，又投出，

　　太息一樣的眼光，

　　她飄過

　　象夢一般地

　　象夢一般地凄婉迷茫。

　　英國首相卡梅倫朗讀經典詩歌《圣誕前夜》

　　The Night Before Christmas

　　‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

　　Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

　　The stockings were hung by the chimney with care