The merry brown hares came a-leaping 快乐的棕色野兔来了，跳跃

Over the crest of the hill 在山顶

Where the clover and corn lay a-sleeping 凡三叶草和玉米打下露宿

Under the moonlight so still 月光下静得

Leaping so late and so early 跳跃这么晚了，因此早

‘Till under their bite and their tread 直到在其叮咬及胎面

The swedes and the wheat and the barley 瑞典人与小麦和大麦

Lay cankered and trampled and dead 躺在腐烂，践踏和死

   

A poacher's poor widow sat sighing 偷猎者的穷寡妇坐叹息

On the side of the moss-patterned bank 在苔纹银行方

Where under the gloom of the fir-woods 那里的冷杉树林黑暗下

One acre of ground laying rank 一英亩地面铺设军衔

She watched over barely grown clover 她看着比几乎没有增长三叶草

Where rabbit or hare never ran 凡兔或野兔绝然

For the ground that it all covered over 对于它全部覆盖了一地

Hid the blood of a good murdered man 躲在一个很好的谋杀的人的血液

   

She thought of the shaded plantation 她想到了阴影种植园

And the hares and her husband's own blood 和野兔和丈夫的自己的血

And the voice of her own indignation 而她自己的愤怒的声音

Rose up to the throne of her God 上升到了神的宝座

There's blood on your new foreign shrubs, Squire 有血在你的新的外国灌木，乡绅

There's blood on your pointer's cold feet 有血指针的临阵退缩

There's blood on the game that you sell Squire 有血的游戏，你卖乡绅

And there's blood on the game that you eat 并有血迹，你吃到本场比赛

   

You have sold out the labouring man, Squire 您已经卖完了劳碌的人，乡绅

Both body and soul for to shame 身体和灵魂感到羞耻

To pay for your seat in the House, Squire 为了支付在众议院，乡绅座位

And to pay for the feed of your game 并支付你的游戏的饲料

You made him a poacher yourself, Squire 你让他一个偷猎者自己，乡绅

When you'd give not the work nor the meat 当你给不工作，也不是肉

And your barley-fed hares robbed the garden 和你的大麦喂养野兔抢花园

At our starving poor little one's feet 在我们饥饿可怜的小家伙的脚

   

When packed into one tiny chamber 当压缩到一个很小的腔

Man, mother and little ones lay 人，母亲和小家伙躺在

While the rain pattered in on our bride bed 虽然雨嗒嗒对我们的新娘床

And the walls barely held out the day 和墙壁勉强举行了一天

When we lay in the heat of the fever 当我们躺在发热的热

On the mud and the clay of the floor 在泥浆和地板的粘土

‘Till you parted us all for three months, Squire 直到你分手我们都三个月，乡绅

And we knocked at the working house door 我们敲了工作家门口

   

So to kennels and liveried varlets 因此，要狗舍和穿制服的varlets

Where you starved your own daughter of bread 在这里你饿死自己的女儿的面包

And worn out with liquor and harlots 和陈旧与酒和妓女

See your heirs at your feet lying dead 看到你的继承人在你的脚下横尸

When you follow them into your heaven 当你跟随他们进入你的天堂

And your soul rots asleep in the grave 与你的灵魂腐烂睡在坟墓

Then Squire, you will not be forgiven 然后乡绅，你会不会原谅

By the free men you took as your slaves 当你把你作为奴隶的自由人