When my mother died I was very young, 母親去逝的時候，我仍然非常非常的幼小
And my father sold me while yet my tongue 而當父親把我賣掉時，我嘴裡也祇能叫喊
Could scarcely cry " 'weep! 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!" 叫喊著 "哭泣!哭泣!哭泣!哭泣!"
So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep. 就這樣子你家的煙囪是我清掃的
There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head 來了個名叫湯姆•達客的小男孩，他低聲哭叫
That curled like a lamb's back, was shaved, so I said, 因為他那柔軟如羊毛的捲髮剛被剃掉
"Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare, 我說:湯姆,不要哭, 別在意你的頭髮，沒了就沒了
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair." 這樣煤灰就不再弄髒你金黃的頭髮。
And so he was quiet, & that very night, 他安靜了下來，而且就在那一夜
As Tom was a-sleeping he had such a sight! 當湯姆沉睡時，他看到這樣的一幅圖畫
That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, & Jack, 千百個掃煙囪的小孩，狄克、喬伊、涅德與傑克
Were all of them locked up in coffins of black; 全都被深鎖在一個個漆黑的棺木盒。
And by came an Angel who had a bright key, 突地來了一位天使，帶著一把明亮的鑰匙
And he opened the coffins & set them all free; 打開了棺木盒，讓所有的小孩得自由
Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing they run, 在青翠的草原上，這些小孩盡情笑著跑著
And wash in a river and shine in the Sun. 他們沐浴在溪流中，並且在陽光下躺著曬著。
Then naked & white, all their bags left behind, 裸著身子,潔白乾淨,他們的工具袋拋在一旁
They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind. 他們在雲間跳躍，在風中嬉鬧
And the Angel told Tom, if he'd be a good boy, 天使告訴湯姆，如果他是一個乖小孩
He'd have God for his father & never want joy. 上帝會是他的父親，並且將永遠喜樂
And so Tom awoke; and we rose in the dark 湯姆醒了來，我們也都在黑暗中起床
And got with our bags & our brushes to work. 背上工具袋，帶著掃把，我們趕著去工作
Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm; 儘管清晨是那麼冷冽，湯姆卻無比快樂與安詳
So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm. 因為只要完成工作，他們就不怕被挨打
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