五十年过去了，我的新娘早已逝去，

二儿Kiejstut率领着大队，

"In the barren, stripped land beyond Niemen&039;s wide strand

征，但你们会听到我的告诫：

但从那里他将带回他的新娘。

比还要洁白的面颊，如黑丝绸般柔的睫，

上的钱币像冰闪闪发光，

All the maids are like kittens at play;

But from there he shall bring him his bride.

One shall follow &039;neath Olgierd&039;s device:

你们三兄弟将沿着三条路勇往直前。

践踏着十字军骑士，那狗一般卑贱的群，

三儿Skirgiell策扬鞭，

她们的瞳仁——如同星光版闪耀！

That dog&039;s breed, the Knights of the Cross;

Faces whiter than milk, lashes soft as black silk,

一个人跟随在Olgierd鞍之下：

And their eyes - like the star-shine are they!

"By Lake Ilmen&039;s broad shores where fair Novgorod lowers

织锦纹辉煌锃亮。

我带回家的只有一次突袭中雪亮的矛尖：

There he amber thick-strown, vestments diamond-sown,

Where goes Skirgiell, the third son shall ride;

Only buckler and sword will he get as reward,

The bright Pole I brought home from a raid:

"For &039;tis Poland the world over that&039;s the land lor a lover:

There are coins shining brightly like ice,

Fifty years are now sped and my bride is long dead,

黑貂尾的披风，银白的面纱，

在涅曼河岸边那贫瘠、被剥夺的土地上

圆盾和剑仅是他作战的奖赏，

所有的少女像小猫一般玩闹，

Ye are three and three roads ye shall ride you.

There are sables&039; black tails there are silvery veils,

And brocades al a marvellous gloss,

他布满琥珀和钻石的甲，

“在丽的诺夫哥罗德低地，伊尔门湖宽广的岸边

“波兰对于全世界来说，都是情人的土壤：

And yet still when I sta

"With Kiejstut&039;s hordes ample the next son shall trample