O sing, fair lady, when with me
O sing, fair lady, when with me
Sad songs of Georgia no more:
They bring into my memory
Another life, a distant shore.
Your beautiful, your cruel tune
Brings to my memory, alas,
The steppe, the night - and with the moon
Lines of a far, unhappy lass.
Forgetting at the sight of you
That shadow fateful, shadow dear,
I hear you singing - and anew
I picture it before me, here.
O sing, fair lady, when with me
Sad songs of Georgia no more:
They bring into my memory
Another life, a distant shore.
Divinity is light.
In the deep recesses of her eyes
I see the purity of it, a crystal
Glow, burning, soothing,
Set as a shrine upon her face,
As her eyelashes bend gently,
In fervent prayer for her favor.
I see this, and I believe it to be true.
The Goddess calls
As soft and silent as gosling down on
The winds of worship
While the ears of my mind listen
Intently to the voice I feel resonate
But cannot hear.
A delicate sort of beauty looks back at me.
I perceive it, so it must be true.
Aphrodite recoils in horror
Heart pained, for the fact that
Another could, should replace her.
Do you see her hair flow down
Around her neck, softer than the finest toil
Of on thousand cotton mills
In one thousand years?
My eyes can feel, and I trust them.
Her arrival was planned,
It was no mystery at all.
The powers of creation formed
A divine silkworm to craft her
Fair lips, for which many men
Would give their blood to kiss.
Venus sees, and stomps livid in rage!
Who can tell me I am wrong?
This is a new goddess,
A fresh divinity, whose smile alone
Pales the pleiades,
And force Freya to retreat
Hastily to her Norse lands.
A gaze that sets planets in motion,
Creating timeless pandemonium,
This is conceivable, and my heart says, 'It is fact.'
This queen of infinite beauty,
Limitless grace, and blinding radiance,
Holds the game together tightly.
Her guards in the rear, alert,
Her valiant warriors in front,
Clearing her conquered plains,
The fertile fields of many a soul.
I have no boundaries, this is truth.
Now I feel it, the heavy steps of
Her footsoldiers taking the rational
Heart I assumed to own,
Inch, by foot, by mile.
My humility and good sense cause
Me to bow my head to the sword
Of Immaculate Beauty she holds
In her gentle hands.
What is the name of the fairest?
How shall I call my intangible queen?
And does she know that the purest
Goddess of all, incomparable, is within her?
I feel, I know, I do believe it.
If this is only my lot to be
Court Jester, writing my lyric,
I do it with eternal joy.
Tsani Jones
献给你最亲爱的她（他）
If I could save time in a bottle
the first thing that i 'd like to do
is to save every day until eternity passes away
just to spend them with you
if I could make days last forever
if words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
again I would spend them with you
如果我能把时间存入一个瓶子，
我要作的第一件事就是，
把每一天都存下来直到永恒，
再和你一起慢慢度过。
如果我能把时间化作永恒，
如果我的愿望能一一成真，
我会把每天都像宝贝一样存起来，
再和你一起慢慢度过。
Love and Friendship
Love is like the wild rose-briar. Friendship like the holly-tree.
爱情就像野玫瑰，友情却如冬青树。
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms. But which will bloom most constantly?
玫瑰开花时冬青黯无光，但究竟谁能坚持更久长？
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring. Its summer blossoms scent the air;
春天野玫瑰灿烂开放，夏日里玫瑰把风儿薰香。
Yet wait till winter comes again. And who will call the wild-briar fair?
但当严冬再次来临之时，谁还会赞美野玫瑰的美丽？
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now. And deck thee with the holly's sheen.
那时你不屑于枯萎的玫瑰，而用冬青的.光彩将你装扮。
That when December blights thy brow. He may still leave thy garland green.
当十二月的严寒袭上你的眉头，你的冬青花环依旧绿意盎然。
谢谢你爱上我
Thank you for comforting me when I'm sad
Loving me when I'm mad
Picking me up when I'm down
Thank you for being my friend and beingaround
Teaching me the meaning of love
Encouraging me when I need a shove
But most of all thank you for
Loving me for who I am
感谢你在我伤心时安慰我，
当我生气时你护著我，
当我沮丧时你拉拔我。
感谢你作我的朋友并且在我身旁，
教导我爱的意义是什么，
当我需要动力时你鼓励我。
但我最想感谢你的是，
爱上像我这样的一个人。
