是《飛鳥集》里的 但是沒有什么全詩啊 飛鳥里面只是一些句子 沒有長(zhǎng)的詩
一些節(jié)選
夏天的飛鳥,飛到我的窗前唱歌,又飛去了.
秋天的黃葉,它們沒有什么可唱,只嘆息一聲,飛落在那里.
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn,which have no songs,flutter and fall
there with a sign
“海水呀,你說的是什么?”
“是永恒的疑問.”
“天空呀,你回答的話是什么?”
“是永恒的沉默.”
What language is thine,O sea?
The language of eternal question.
What language is thy answer,O sky?
The language of eternal silence.
憂思在我的心里平靜下去,正如暮色降臨在寂靜的山林中.
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among
the silent trees.
創(chuàng)造的神秘,有如夜間的黑暗－－是偉大的.而知識(shí)的幻影卻不過如晨間
之霧.
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great.
Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.
那些把燈背在背上的人,把他們的影子投到了自己前面.
They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on
their back.
我的存在,對(duì)我是一個(gè)永久的神奇,這就是生活.
That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.
啊,美呀,在愛中找你自己吧,不要到你鏡子的諂諛去找尋.
O Beauty,find thyself in love,not in the flattery of thy mirror.