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撑着油纸伞，独自 彷徨在悠长，悠长又寂寥的雨巷，我希望逢着一个丁香一样地结着愁怨的姑娘。An oil-paper umbrella in hand, aloneI wander along the long laneDeep and morose, in the rainHoping to come uponA young lady like a lilacWith knitted blues engrained她是有丁香一样的颜色，丁香一样的芬芳，丁香一样的忧愁，在雨中哀怨，哀怨又彷徨；She is ofThe same lilac colorThe same lilac scentAnd the same lilac glumnessIn the rain, she saddensSaddens 'n roves in lament她彷徨在这寂寥的雨巷，撑着油纸伞像我一样，像我一样地默默踟躇着，冷漠，凄清，又惆怅。She wanders in rain along this morose laneAn oil-paper umbrella in handJust as a twainOf me in the rainRambling silentlyAloof, forlorn and in pain她静默地走近走近，又投出太息一般的眼光，她飘过像梦一般地，像梦一般地凄婉迷茫。Quietly she comes closerCloser, and castingA look that of a deep sighShe drifts byLike a dreary dreamA dream wretched and misty to pry像梦中飘过一枝丁香地，我身旁飘过这个女郎；她静默地远了，远了，到了颓圮的篱墙，走尽这雨巷。Like that of a lilacSailing across a dreamBy me this young lady wafts, and wanesQuietly she walks away, and awayTo the decrepit hedge in rainTo the end of the lane在雨的哀曲里，消了她的颜色，散了她的芬芳，消散了，甚至她的太息般的眼光，丁香般的惆怅。In the elegy of the rainFadin
