Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
玫瑰花，当它凋落之际，
Are heaped for the beloved’s bed;
落红为其所爱铺设锦床；
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
恋你如斯，在你远去之时，
Love itself shall slumber on.
爱情枕着思念渐入梦乡。