It is the miller’s daughter,

　　那是磨坊主的女儿，
　　And she is grown so dear, so dear,
　　她长得那么那么的美，
　　That I would be the jewel
　　以至于我愿是那珠宝
　　That trembles at her ear:
　　摇曳在她的耳旁
　　For hid in ringlets day and night,
　　日日夜夜地藏在她的发间
　　I’d touch her neck so warm and white.
　　缠绵于她那如此温暖白皙的香颈
　　And I would be the girdle
　　我愿是那裙带
　　About her dainty dainty waist,
　　缠绕在她那纤腰上
　　And her heart would beat against me
　　我可以让她的心跳离我如此之近
　　In sorrow and in rest:
　　无论在悲伤还是平静的时候
　　And I should know if it beat right,
　　当我想要迫切地知道她的心跳如何
　　I’d clasp it round so close and tight.
　　我就可以与她紧紧相拥。
　　And I would be the necklace,
　　我愿是那项链
　　And all long to fall and rise
　　整日上下跳跃
　　Upon her balmy bosom,
　　在她芳香的胸前
　　With her laughter or her sighs,
　　伴随着她的笑容和叹息
　　And I would lie so light, so light,
　　就让我如此轻地躺下
　　I scarce should be unclasp’d at night
　　冀求她在夜里也别把我摘下