In Dublin's fair city,
where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Buy Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
"Alive, alive, oh,
Alive, alive, oh",
Buy Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!".
She was a fishmonger,
And sure 'twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they each wheeled their barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Buy Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
Now her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Buy Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!
在都柏林的美丽城市，
在那里的女孩特别漂亮，
我第一个看上的是 甜蜜的Molly Malone
正如她推着手推车，
穿过宽和窄的街道，
“ 买扇贝和贻贝，还活着，还活着，噢！ ”
“活着，还活着，哦，
活着，还活着，哦“ ，
“ 买扇贝和贻贝，还活着，还活着，噢！ ”
她曾是一个鱼贩，
没人怀疑这点，
她的父亲和母亲也和她一样，
他们每个人都推着手推车，
穿过宽和窄的街道，
“ 买扇贝和贻贝，还活着，还活着，噢！ ”
她因发烧死去 ，
没有人能救她，
这是 甜蜜的Molly Malone的最后。
现在，她的鬼魂推着她的手推车，
穿过宽和窄的街道，
“ 买扇贝和贻贝，还活着，还活着，噢！ ”
