Come all you fair and tender girls 美丽温柔的姑娘啊 That flourish in your prime 花开正茂的季节里 Beware, beware, keep your garden fair 请小心呵护你的花园 Let no man steal your thyme 别轻易让男人偷走你的百里香 For when your thyme is past and gone 当你的百里香消失不见之后 He'll care no more for you 他也将不再关注你 And in the place your time was waste 你踱步走过的每个地方 Will spread all over with rue 都将弥漫着懊悔之痛

The gardener s son, was standing by, 花园之子曾驻步与此， Three flowers he gave to me 赠予我三朵美丽的花， The pink, the blue and the violet too 粉色的，蓝色的，紫色的， And the red, red rosy tree 还有玫瑰色的蔷薇丛, But I refuse the red rose bush 但我拒绝了那美丽的蔷薇丛, And gained the willow tree, 却默默的种下一棵垂柳, That all the world may plainly see 我就是这样直白的告诉整个世界， How my love slighted me 爱情就这样不经意的从我身边流逝而过。