撑着油纸伞，独自彷徨在悠长，悠长又寂寥的雨巷，我希望飘过一个丁香一样地结着愁怨的姑娘。

Unfolding his umbrella, along The lonesome rain-lane long, long, I wandered on, feeling down. I longed to see a lilac girl Gently on her go With her resentful sorrow.

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不持伞，慢行，走在小雨中，不奢望邂逅一个丁香一样地结着愁怨的姑娘，单是那份惆怅也是一种心情。

Don't hold an umbrella, slow, walk in the light rain, don't expect to encounter as a clove and sorrow with girl, sheet is a melancholy is also a kind of mood.

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