I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild, 每当我漫步荒野凝视明月, And feel that my mother now thinks of her child, 便想起母亲正惦念着她的孩子, As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door, 当她从茅舍门口遥望明月时, Through the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more. 穿过冬忍树丛,浓郁树香再也不能安慰我的心灵。
Home! Home! Sweet, sweet Home!家啊!家啊!甜蜜的家啊! There's no place like Home! There's no place like Home!没有地方比得上家!没有地方比得上家。
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