不再爱

If I don't love you anymore...

如果我不再爱你了。。。。。

I don't like you anymore.

我不再爱你了。

I don't love you anymore.

我不再爱你了。

Because I Don't Love You Anymore...

因为我不再爱你。。。

I just don't love you anymore.

我不再爱你了。

I can't care about anything but you...

你不再爱我，我知道

I cried when she did not love me anymore. I beg her to not leave. She did not care. She is not very friendly.

当她不再爱我时我哭了，我请求她不要离开，她毫不在意，一点儿也不友好。

Carmen: I don't love you any more.

我已经不再爱你了！

Would God I were the tender apple blossom That floats and falls from off the twisted bough, To lie and faint within you silken bosom, Within your silken bosom as that does now! Or would I were a little burnish'd apple For you to pluck me, gliding by so cold, While sun and shade your robe of lawn will dapple, Your robe of lawn, and you hair's spun gold. Yea, would to God I were among the roses That lean to kiss you as you float between, While on the lowest branch a bud uncloses, A bud uncloses, to touch you, queen. Nay, since you will not love, would I were growing, A happy daisy, in the garden path; That so your silver foot might press me going, Might press me going even unto death.

愿神将我化为纤弱的苹果花由交错的枝干飘零而下停驻沈溺在你温柔的胸怀那温顺一如今日的胸怀或愿是那光亮的小苹果让你摘下，轻轻抚拭点点树影洒向你宽松的软洋纱长袍软纱长袍，金色秀发啊，愿神让我身在玫瑰花丛当你流连其中我就能俯身吻你在低低的枝桠上有一朵含苞蓓蕾一朵含苞花蕾，轻轻地触碰了你，我的女王唉，当你不再爱了，我也将成长长成一株快乐的雏菊，隐身於花园小径中而你的银白纤足却会踩著我向前行你那无情、致命的步伐呀。。。

She was dumbfounded when the faithless husband told her he didn't love her any more.

当那个不忠的丈夫告诉她已经不再爱她的时候，她变的哑然。

As she looked at Warrington's manly face, and dark, melancholy eyes, she had settled in her mind that he must have been the victim of an unhappy attachment.

每逢看到沃林顿那刚毅的脸，那乌黑、忧郁的眼睛，她便会相信，他一定作过不幸的爱情的受害者。

Maybe they'll disappear into a pothole.

也许他们将在壶穴里消失