Old Black Joe　　老黑乔　　Stephen Collins Foster　　史蒂芬 柯林斯 福斯特　　1　　Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay;　　快乐童年，如今一去不复返，　　Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away;　　亲爱的朋友，都已离开家园，　　Gone from the earth to a better land I know,　　离开尘世到那天上的乐园，　　I hear their gentle voices calling,　　我听见他们轻声把我呼唤，　　"Old Black Joe!

"　　老黑乔!

”　　I’m coming, I,m coming, for my head is bending low;　　我来了，我来了，　　I hear their gentle voices calling,　　我已年老背又弯，　　"Old Black Joe!

"　　我听见他们轻声把我呼唤。

　　2　　Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain?

　　为何哭泣，如今我不应忧伤?

　　Why do I sigh that my friends come not again?

　　为何叹息，朋友不能重相见?

　　Grieving for forms now departed long ago,　　为何悲痛，亲人去世已多年。

　　I hear their gentle voices calling,　　我听见他们轻声把我呼唤，　　"Old Black Joe!

"　　老黑乔!

”　　3　　Where are thee hearts once so happy and so free?

　　昔日快乐无羁的人们，如今安在?

　　The children so dear that I held upon my knee?

　　还有，我抱在膝上可爱的小家伙?

　　Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go,　　他们都已经到了我灵魂所渴望去的海岸，　　I hear their gentle voices calling,　　我听见他们柔声呼唤，　　"Old Black Joe!

"　　"老黑乔!

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