To Autumn by John Keats. Borodin - Symphony No.2 - 3rd Movement (excerpt).-Ben Whishaw

[00:06.47]Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness
雾气洋溢、果实圆熟的秋， [00:09.15]Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun
你和成熟的太阳成为友伴； [00:13.50]Conspiring with him how to load and bless
你们密谋用垒垒的珠球 [00:15.78]With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
缀满茅屋檐下的葡萄藤蔓； [00:19.83]To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
使屋前的老树背负着苹果， [00:22.71]And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
让熟味透进果实的心中， [00:26.40]To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
使葫芦胀大，鼓起了榛子壳， [00:28.88]With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
好塞进甜核；又为了蜜蜂 [00:32.43]And still more, later flowers for the bees,
一次一次开放过迟的花朵， [00:35.32]Until they think warm days will never cease,
使它们以为日子将永远暖和， [00:38.46]For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
因为夏季早填满它们的粘巢。 [00:42.00]Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
谁不经常看见你伴着谷仓？ [00:47.61]Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
在田野里也可以把你找到， [00:49.83]Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
你有时随意坐在打谷场上， [00:52.93]Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
让发丝随着簸谷的风轻飘； [00:56.33]Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
有时候，为罂粟花香所沉迷， [01:03.11]Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
你倒卧在收割一半的田垅， [01:08.48]Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
让镰刀歇在下一畦的花旁； [01:09.19]And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
或者，像拾穗人越过小溪， [01:10.81]Steady thy laden head across a brook;
你昂首背着谷袋，投下倒影， [01:15.48]Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
或者就在榨果架下坐几点钟， [01:21.66]Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
你耐心瞧着徐徐滴下的酒浆。 [01:25.65]Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
呵，春日的歌哪里去了？但不要 [01:26.81]Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,-
想这些吧，你也有你的音乐—— [01:31.07]While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
当波状的云把将逝的一天映照， [01:35.31]And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
以胭红抹上残梗散碎的田野 [01:38.61]Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
这时呵，河柳下的一群小飞虫 [01:42.46]Among the river sallows, borne aloft
就同奏哀音，它们忽而飞高， [01:43.83]Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
忽而下落，随着微风的起灭； [01:47.68]And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
篱下的蟋蟀在歌唱；在园中 [01:52.04]Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
红胸的知更鸟就群起呼哨； [01:56.09]The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
而群羊在山圈里高声咩叫； [01:59.68]And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
丛飞的燕子在天空呢喃不歇。