The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls

The tide rises， the tide falls，

The twilight darkens， the curlew calls;

Along the sea—sands damp and brown

The traveler hastens toward the town，

And the tide rises， the tide falls.

Darkness settles on roofs and walls，

But the sea， the sea in the darkness calls;

The little waves， with their soft， white hands，

Efface the footprints in the sands，

And the tide rises， the tide falls.

The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls

Stamp and neigh， as the hostler calls;

The day returns， but nevermore

Returns the traveler to the shore，

And the tide rises， the tide falls.

潮起，潮落，

暮色漸濃，鳥鳴陣陣;

潮濕、灰褐的沙灘上，

是旅人趕往城鎮(zhèn)匆忙的身影。

潮起，潮落。

黑暗籠上了屋頂和墻垣，

而大海，卻在黑暗中咆哮;

微微的波浪，用它們柔軟而潔白的手，

把沙灘上的足印一一抹掉。

潮起，潮落。

東方破曉，駿馬在欄里

跺蹄、嘶鳴，馬夫吼叫;

白日又至，而那旅人

卻再也沒有回到海岸。

潮起，潮落。