Let
it be
forgotten

by:
Sara
Teasdale (1884-1933)

Let
it be forgotten, as a flower is
forgotten,

Forgotten
as a fire that once was singing
gold,

Let
it be forgotten for ever and ever,

Time
is a kind friend, he will make us old.

 

If
anyone asks, say it was forgotten

Long
and long ago,

As a
flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall

In a
long forgotten snow.

 

(雄)

我忘了我已經忘記你了，

春天的腳步蹣跚，

一腳踩進無邊的記憶裏，

陽光灑下的黃金歲月，

刺眼，

冷空氣下，

卻無法留住溫度，

是啊!

我居然忘了，

我已經忘記你了!