林徽因你是人间的四月天：多版本英译

　　I say you are this world’s April day

　　You are a full moon over each evening。

　　The gentle wind was blowing at dusk in the vernal,

　　Full of love, full of warm hope,

　　At ease, fine rains drizzling on the flowers。

　　Shall I compare thee to a babe dainty?

　　Shall I Compare Thee to an April Day?

　　Stars were glistering without any goal。

林徽因你是人间的四月天：多版本英译

　　You are the cloud on an early April day

　　我说你是人间的四月天；

　　You Are This World’s April Day

　　You are my early April cloud;

　　I Compare You to Lovely April Days

　　In the ivory field of newly melted snow, I see you

　　You are this world’s April day

　　So light, so graceful, were you!

　　And the stars blink now and then,

　　And in the newly sprouted shoots of green emerald,

　　Lin Huiyin

　　On the beam. Thee are love, warmth, a beautiful poem,

　　你是人间的四月天！

　　Everywhere was fresh and beautiful。

　　You, every touch of a round moon holding my breath。

　　You’re a swallow twittering between the beams;

　　Shall I compare thee to an April Spring?

　　–My Lovely Praise to You

　　You are the love, the warmth, and the hope

　　——你是爱，是暖，是希望，

　　And also you were freshly green, tender and joyful

　　In front of flowers, sprinkling was the drizzle。

　　You look like the first budding green。

　　Na?ve, dignified, you seem the full moon

　　Brewing the drizzles to water flowers。

　　你是一树一树的花开，

　　A beautiful crown of a hundred fresh flowers;

　　The snow melts, with that light yellow,

　　Na?ve and stately, you are the full moon at night。

　　You are the spring of this world!

　　– Ode to Love

　　柔嫩喜悦，

　　You are crowned with garlands。

　　(赵彦春 译)

　　Sacred, thee are the full moon shining high every night!

　　Lightness, fairness, and freshness are your floral crest,

　　Thou art the light yellow after snow fades。

　　The sunshine was in dancing alternatively。

　　The stars twinkle an unconscious ray

　　You Are the April of the World

(来源：沪江英语 齐文昱 译)

　　你是夜夜的月圆。

　　Modest raindrops over the blooms in a whisper silently loud。

　　Thee are the flowers in bloom, and swallows whistling

　　You are the flowers in bloom, the swallow

　　Rising lightness be your dancing shapes, tiptoeing the gorgeous spring rays。

　　Lin Huiyin

　　And swiftly, dazzled everything in the vernal air。

　　That shines every night through my window。

　　Thine chortle is all around the breeze wheeing。

　　Innocent, sublime and bright;

　　You are the cloud and mist early in April,

　　Your laughing shines the wind on either side;

　　(黄新渠 译 )

　　You long for a white lotus blooming to you。

　　Rising up in your fancy dreamland。

　　You are the hope, the April of the world!。

　　Tender as the greenness of a new sprout you are

　　You were my human April-day; you were my hope!

　　(许景城 译)

　　You are the April of the world, I say;

　　–A Psalm of Love

　　Lin Huiyin

　　Fine rain drops down amid the flowers。

　　You are the clouds in early spring,

　　Lin Huiyin

　　In the water floats the shimmering white lotus thou dream。

　　– An Eulogy of Love

　　So sublime and innocent,

　　When your giggling charm enlightens the breezes astray,

　　鲜妍百花的冠冕你戴着，

　　(李珍 译)

　　You were my human April-day,

　　You are the full moon night by night

　　Tender rejoicing be your dreamy lilies in the rippling parade。

　　You are the soft joy of white lotus

　　你是四月早天里的云烟，

　　Thou laughter has lifted up breezes far and near,

　　Really were you

　　(海岸 译)

　　新鲜初放芽的绿，你是；

　　– A Piece of Love Eulogy

　　The fresh green of budding, you are so pleased,

　　Thou art wreathed with fresh flowers in plenty。

　　Thou art the full moon round from night to night。

　　In my Spring World, let me say

　　Starry sparkles, a careless note,

　　You were of the cloudy mist in the early April,

　　In thy name of love and warm hopes, you are a lovely April day!

　　The dusk wind blows up and down。

　　Shall I Compare Thee to an April Spring?

　　Yellowish green is your budding blade,

　　So gentle and graceful,

　　Thou art the swallow twittering in the roof beam。

　　The crown of flowers belongs to thee. Innocent,

　　那轻，那娉婷，你是，

　　Shall I compare thee to an April Day?

　　Shall I compare thee to April morn cloud?

　　At dusk blowing the soft wind, stars twinkling

　　The dusk breathes to the soft of the wind

　　In the white lily opening joyfully in the shimmering lake!

　　Ode to Love

　　黄昏吹着风的软，

　　Thou art shedding thy brisk brightness, dancing。

　　笑响点亮了四面风；

　　细雨点洒在花前。

　　The spring flashes with ever-changing light。

　　Sure, you are the April of this world。

　　And after all—thee are the most lovely April day of charm!

　　When the wintry snow fades;

　　Roving in the soft dusk wind, art thou proud,

　　As water light fluctuating in a dream,

　　Thee are the thin mist rising in the April dawn,

　　Your are trees heavy with flowers merry and gay;

　　That 100-flower-crown you wore was of the royal。

　　You are the flowers blooming tree after tree

　　You are so gentle, so graceful, wearing

　　Lin Huiyin

　　After snow melt, you seemed to be in light yellow;

　　Lin Huiyin

　　How delicate, o hurray

　　Your laughter has lit up all the wind,

　　In the light of water your dreamlike white lotus flowers sway

　　You seemed to be trees with blossoms or some swallows。

　　So light, so lithe, you are the bright fay

　　Na?ve grandness is the embrace of your chest

　　The floral crown you wear

　　是燕在梁间呢喃，

　　So gently mingling with the spring。

　　你是人间的四月天——一句爱的赞颂

　　Your giggle lights up wind from all around

　　I think you are the April of this world,

　　Like the light yellow of melting snow, like

　　You Were My Human April-Day

　　Like keen swallows, under every roof, you gently chatter away，

　　林徽因

　　You Are the April of This World

　　Lin Huiyin

　　你是天真，庄严，

　　Thou art the green sprout shooting out of shades。

　　(朱曼华 译)

　　星子在无意中闪，

　　Your spirit in the brilliance of spring dances a roundelay

　　雪化后那片鹅黄，你像；

　　You smile at the free wind lightly and lively。

　　Beholding stars twinkling unawares,

　　The delicacy, the grace characteristics thee; Sublime

　　轻灵在春的光艳中交舞着变。

　　– Thou art Love, Warmth and Hope。

　　Shall I compare thee to an April Spring?

　　Eventide softness where winds linger in steps proud。

　　水光浮动着你梦期待中白莲。

　　In your innocent and grave way

　　–A Tribute to Love

　　The drizzle sprinkles the flowers gay

　　Whispering on the beams; you are the warm love,

　　You’re the blooming flowers over the trees,

　　For naught, and the drizzles soaking the bugs in thirst。

　　My porch was with your twittering, love and warmth from you。

　　And the swallows on the beam chirping a lay

　　Yellow like a gosling when snow thaws you look

　　The evening breeze coming soft, the stars winking。

　　Delicate, delightful and glee,