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Ye say, they all have passed away, That noble race and brave, That their light canoes have vanished From off the crested wave; That ’mid the forests where they roamed There rings no hunter’s shout; But their name is on your waters, Ye may not wash it out.
你们说，那高贵勇敢的种族，他们都已逝去，他们的轻舟已从浪尖上消失;在他们游荡的森林中，没有猎人的呼喊;但他们的名在你们的水上，你们不可洗去。