The dames of France are fond and free.
法兰西的贵妇多情风流，
And Flemish lips are willing,
佛兰芒的芳唇情愿献吻，
And soft the maids of Italy,
意大利的少女娇柔醉人，
And Spanish eyes are thrilling;
而西班牙的秋波勾魂摄魄，
Still, though I bask beneath their smile,
虽然我沐浴在佳人们的笑莞中，
Their charms fail to bind me.
她们的魅力却不能俘获我，
And my heart falls back to Erin's Isle,
我的心飞回了爱尔兰岛，
To the girl I left behind me.
回到了那位我留在身后的那位女孩身旁，
For she's as fair as Shannon's side,
她就像香农河畔一样美丽，
And purer than its water.
甚至比它的河水还要纯洁，
But she refused to be my bride，
虽然我多年以来都在把她追，
Though many a year I sought her.
但她还是拒绝成为我的新娘，
Yet, since to France I sailed away,
不过当我远航法兰西，
Her letters oft remind me，
她的信时常让我想起，
That I promised never to gainsay，
那位我发誓永不拒绝的，
The girl I left behind me.
我留在身后的女孩，
She says, "My own dear love, come home,
她说：“我亲爱的，回家吧
，My friends are rich and many,
我有许多多金的朋友，
Or else abroad with you I'll roam，
或者我会和你这样一位不比任何人逊色的坚勇士兵，
A soldier stout as any
;一起漂泊异乡
，If you'll not come, nor let me go
,但如果你不回来，不如让我走，
I'll think you have resigned me.”，
我就当你已经把我甩了”，My heart nigh broke when I answered,"No!”，
我的心几乎碎了
，To the girl I left behind me.
当我对这位我留在身后的女孩说"不！"的时候
，For never shall my true love brave，
战乱和劳苦的生活，
A life of war and toiling;
是我爱人永远不能鼓起勇气面对的，
And never as a skulking slave，
我会踏上我的故土，
I'll tread my native soil on;
但绝不是作为一个爱情畏畏缩缩的奴隶，
But were it free or to be freed,
不过当战争结束，不管我是否恢复了自由身
，The battle close would find me，
我一定无需向爱尔兰送去消息，
To Ireland bound nor message need，
她一定会来找我，
From the girl I left behind me.
那位我留在身后的女孩。