《慈母颂》
Mother Machree

“慈母手中线，游子身上衣。”明天是3.8国际妇女节，替远在异乡的儿女对所有伟大的母亲送上最诚挚祝福。

 
There’s a spot in my heart
which no colleen may own;
There’s a depth in my soul
never sounded or known;

在我的心灵之中
有个地方，深不可测
其境从未与闻
哪个少女也难问津；
 

There’s a place in my memory
my life that you fill;
No other can take it
no one ever will;

在我的记忆之中
我的生命充满你的身影
谁也不能取代
永远无人有此真情；

Every sorrow or care
in the dear days gone by;
Was made bright by the light
of the smile in your eye;

珍贵时光悠悠逝去
辛劳烦扰却永不消停
你眼中的微笑，其光彩
                                                           使烦劳转为光明；

Like a candle that’s set
in a window at night;
Your fond love has cheered me
and guided me right;

宛如点燃的烛光
深夜透窗棂
你深情的爱激励我
引领我一直前进；

Sure I love the dear silver
that shines in your hair;
And the brow that’s all furrowed
and wrinkled with care;
I kiss the dear fingers
so toil warm for me;
Oh! God bless you and
keep you, mother machree!
 
是的，我爱你如银的发丝
闪烁着深情的光芒
我爱你额上道道皱纹
岁月刻满沧桑
我吻你勤劳的手指
双手柔情温暖我心房；
啊，慈母在我心
苍天保佑，福寿永绵长