The day is cold，and dark，and dreary;
It rains，and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the moldering wall，
But at every gust the dead leaves fall，
And the day is dark and dreary.
天冷、阴暗、沉闷；
下着雨，风也刮个不停；
藤还攀附着颓垣残壁，每来一阵狂风，枯叶附落纷纷，天真是阴暗而沉闷。
My life is cold and dark and dreary;
It rains and the wind is never weary;
My though still cling to the moldering past，
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast，
And the day
