Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? 我能，把你比作一个夏天吗？

Thou art more lovely and more temperate: 可你，却更可爱而又更纤婉:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, 暴风，摇曳着五月的娇柔花蔓，

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: 夏止，默默离去之间的悄然:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, 时时，天堂的光辉金迷纸醉，

And often is his gold complexion dimm’d; 看吧，他高贵的面容已日渐憔悴;

And every fair from fair sometime declines, 即是，雍容之物终将会破碎，

By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d; 只因，偶然亦或是自然之愧；

But thy eternall summer shall not fade, 但是，永恒之夏绝不凋零，

Nor loose possession of that fair thou ow’st; 也不，不愿失去珍贵感情;

Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade, 亦无，无人手持镰斧之柄，

When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st: 而当一切，恒如此诗此时:

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, 恒如，生灵之吐息之执， 恒如，视界之尽头之尺，

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. 恒如，生之所生， 恒如，你亘古的美丽。

（翻译来自网络）