帮我准确的翻译者一小段英文，谢谢了。

At the wet and cold there is the morning, standing on the hillside with a
Girl wearing a gray skirt, her skirt fluttering裾dancing in the mountain breeze,
Her golden hair blowing in the wind, her pale cheeks were wind
Blowing red; her with the pain of a lost lover, go look for a ska Paul
People ---- markets where there is the love of her once. We do not know
Song of the girls how to really experience the ups and downs悲欢离合. In her
撕心裂肺and chest pain, what so ever Her heart boiling
However, all the later, she became one of only a touch of questions:
"Paul you are going to market it ......?" Scafa