The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. 早晨的寒露 为眉弯添上透骨的寒凉 想来是个先兆 预告我现今的心境 誓言不复存在 你因冶荡艳名远播 惊闻你艳名狼藉 我的心因羞愧而流血