And yellow leaves of autumn,which have no songs,flutter and fallthere with a sign.秋天的黃葉,它們沒(méi)有什么可唱,只嘆息一聲,飛落在那里.
Troupe of little vagrants of the world,leave your footprints in my words.世界上的一隊(duì)小小的漂泊者呀,請(qǐng)留下你們的足印在我的文字里.
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.世界對(duì)著它的愛(ài)人,把它浩翰的面具揭下了.
It becomes small as one song,as one kiss of the eternal.它變小了,小如一首歌,小如一回永恒的接吻.
It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.是大地的淚點(diǎn),使她的微笑保持著青春不謝.
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass whoshakes her head and laughs and flies away.無(wú)垠的沙漠熱烈追求一葉綠草的愛(ài),她搖搖頭笑著飛開(kāi)了.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun,you also miss the stars.如果你因失去了太陽(yáng)而流淚,那么你也將失去群星了.
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement,dancing water.跳舞著的流水呀,在你途中的泥沙,要求你的歌聲,你的流動(dòng)呢.
Will you carry the burden of their lameness?你肯挾瘸足的泥沙而俱下么?
Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.她的熱切的臉,如夜雨似的,攪擾著我的夢(mèng)魂.
Once we dreamt that we were strangers.有一次,我們夢(mèng)見(jiàn)大家都是不相識(shí)的.
We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.我們醒了,卻知道我們?cè)窍嘤H相愛(ài)的.
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening amongthe silent trees.憂思在我的心里平靜下去,正如暮色降臨在寂靜的山林中.
Some unseen fingers,like an idle breeze,are playing upon my heartthe music of the ripples.有些看不見(jiàn)的手,如懶懶的微風(fēng)似的,正在我的心上奏著潺潺的樂(lè)聲.
What language is thine,O sea?The language of eternal question.海水呀,你說(shuō)的是什么?是永恒的疑問(wèn).
What language is thy answer,O sky?The language of eternal silence.天空呀,你回答的話是什么?是永恒的沉默.
Listen,my heart,to the whispers of the world with which it makeslove to you.靜靜地聽(tīng),我的心呀,聽(tīng)那世界的低語(yǔ),這是它對(duì)你求愛(ài)的表示呀.
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great.創(chuàng)造的神秘,有如夜間的黑暗－－是偉大的.
Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.而知識(shí)的幻影卻不過(guò)如晨間之霧.
Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.不要因?yàn)榍捅谑歉叩?便讓你的愛(ài)情坐在峭壁上.
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-bystopsfor a moment,nods to me and goes.我今晨坐在窗前,世界如一個(gè)路人似的,停留了一會(huì),向我點(diǎn)點(diǎn)頭又走過(guò)去了.
There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have theirwhisper of joy in my min.這些微（風(fēng)思）,是樹(shù)葉的簌簌之聲呀；它們?cè)谖业男睦餁g悅地微語(yǔ)著.
What you are you do not see,what you see is your shadow.你看不見(jiàn)你自己,你所看見(jiàn)的只是你的影子.
My wishes are fools,they shout across thy song,my Master.神呀,我的那些愿望真是愚傻呀,它們雜在你的歌聲中喧叫著呢.
Let me but listen.讓我只是靜聽(tīng)著吧.
I cannot choose the best.我不能選擇那最好的.
The best chooses me.是那最好的選擇我.
They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern ontheir back.那些把燈背在背上的人,把他們的影子投到了自己前面.
That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.我的存在,對(duì)我是一個(gè)永久的神奇,這就是生活.