もう我らさまようまいと

もう我らさまようまいと

更けゆく夜に

胸はいまだに高鳴るとしても

月はいまだに輝くとしても

鞘の錆びても刀は残り

胸の裂けても魂もまた

息づく胸の止まりもすれば

愛もようやく安らぐろうに

夜こそ愛を育むとても

朝はすぐにもおとなうとても

もう我らさまようまいと

月の光に

So we’ll go no more a-roving

So late into the night,

Though the heart be still as loving,

And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,

And the soul outwears the breast,

And the heart must pause to breathe,

And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,

And the day returns too soon,

Yet we’ll go no more a-roving

By the light of the moon.