Buzz, buzz,buzz.this is the song of the bee.
嗡,嗡,嗡。这就是蜜蜂之歌。
His legs are of yellow,a jolly,good fellow,and yet a great worker is he。
他有着黄色的腿,他是一个快乐的工人,也是一个伟大的工人。
In days that are sunny,he's getting his honey.
阳光明媚的日子里,他在外面采获蜂蜜。
In days that are cloudy,he's making his wax.
就算天气阴霾潮湿,他也会去制作峰蜡。
On pinks and on lilies,and gay daffodillies,and columbine blossoms,he levies a tax.
在香石竹和百合中,在艳丽的水仙花上,在耧斗菜的花朵上,他都一一辛勤劳作。
Buzz, buzz,buzz.The sweet-smelling clover,he,humming,hangs over.
嗡,嗡,嗡。香喷喷的三叶草,他哼鸣着飞过。
The scent of the roses makes fragrant his wings。
玫瑰的花香,熏香了他的翅膀。
He never gets lazy,from thistle and daisy.
他永远不会懒惰,从蓟花飞向菊花。
And weeds of the meadow,some treasure he brings.
也给草地上的小草,带去好多的花粉。
Buzz, buzz,buzz.From morning's first light,till the coming of light.
嗡,嗡,嗡。从早晨的第一缕曙光直到晚上,
He's singing and toiling the summer day through.
他一边唱歌一边劳作,度过了整个夏季。
Oh,we may get weary, and think work is dreary.
哦,我们可能感到疲倦。认为工作非常乏味。
'Tis harder by far
可这些对蜜蜂来说,
To have nothing to do.
根本不算什么。