張益勤 Jean Chang

Dec, 21st, 05’                                                

O My Coins (inspired by Robert Burns’s “A Red Red Rose”)

O my coin is like a firefly

That brightly shines in the summer night;

O my coin is like the mountain creek

That rapidly flows to the seller’s sleeve.

As rare art thou, my dear money,

So badly in need am I;

And I will chase thee all my life,

Like the fly looking for a pie.

Nobody explains why, my coins

Gone from the wallet like a waving tide!

O I will love thee still, my coins,

Though thou leave me without saying bye.

A Red, Red Rose  by Robert Burns

O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my Dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
And I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the snads o' lige shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve!
And fare thee weel, awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!