My Lesbia, let us live and love,
Nor care what grumpy old men say.
The sun will sink and rise again,
But when our little light has set
The night will be a never-ending sleep.
Give me a thousand kisses then,
A hundred, and a thousand more,
A thousand then a hundred more,
And when the thousands are all done
We will confuse the number and lose track,
So that no niggling men can envy them,
Our kisses being far beyond all count.
－Catullus
一千個吻
我的麗斯琵雅，讓我們活著，愛著吧！
不要去聽嘮叨的老伯伯說些什麼。
太陽下山了還會爬起來，
可是我們生命微弱的火一旦熄滅，
夜將永不休止地長眠下去。
給我一千個吻，
再來一百一千個，再來一百一千個，
吻過了幾千個吻，
數字亂了，我們的腳步也亂了，
囉唆的人們也無從嫉妒，
因為我們的吻，數也數不了！
－Catullus
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