The Sick Child
From Underwoods
Robert Louis Stevenson
Child --
O mother, lay your hand on my brow!
O mother, mother, where am I now?
Why is the room so gaunt and great?
Why am I lying awake so late?
子供--
オゥ、お母さん、僕の額に貴方の手を当てて！
オゥ、お母さん、僕は今何処にいるの?
何故その部屋はそんなに無意味でばかでかいの？
何故僕はこんなに遅くまで起きているの？
21:43 2016/05/12木
Mother --
Fear not at all: the night is still.
Nothing is here that means you ill --
Nothing but lamps the whole town through,
And never a child awake but you.
母--
怖がったりしないで。夜は、静かにしている。
貴方を不快にしようとするものはここには何一つない--
街中、洋燈の他に何一つない、
それに貴方以外一人の子も起きていない。
22:30 2016/05/13金
Child --
Mother, mother, speak low in my ear,
Some of the things are so great and near,
Some are so small and far away,
I have a fear that I cannot say.
What have I done, and what do I fear,
And why are you crying, mother dear?
Mother --
Out in the city, sounds begin,
Thank the kind God, the carts come in!
An hour or two more and God is so kind,
The day shall be blue in the windowblind,
Then shall my child go sweetly asleep,
And dream of the birds and the hills of sheep.
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