I get thinking sometimes if the Pied Piper is really dead, or if he may not still be roaming up and down our streets and lanes, but playing now so softly that only the children hear him.

我有时会想，花衣吹笛人是否真的死了；也许他仍徘徊在我们的街巷，只是如今吹得那样轻，只有孩子们听得见。