无人关注的小蔷薇Nobody knows this little Rose -It might a pilgrim beDid I not take it from the waysAnd lift it up to thee.Only a Bee will miss it -Only a Butterfly,Hastening from far journey -On its breast to lie -Only a Bird will wonder -Only a Breeze will sigh -Ah Little Rose - how easyFor such as thee to die!没有人知道这枝小小蔷薇 若不是我把它摘下献给你它依旧会在路边象个朝圣者花开寂寂仅有一只蜜蜂会思念它 仅有一只蝴蝶经过遥远的旅程匆匆飞来 在它的花蕊中停歇 仅有鸟儿会惊奇 仅有微风会叹息 唉这枝小小蔷薇同你一样这么容易枯萎至死