１９１
弓在箭要射出之前 , 低声对箭说道：“你的自由就是我的自由 . ”
The bow whispers to the arrow before it speeds forth--Your freedom is mine.
１９２
妇人 , 在你的笑声里有着生命之泉的音乐 .
Woman, in your laughter you have the music of the fountain of life.
１９３
全是理智的心 , 恰如一柄全是锋刃的刀 .
它叫使用它的人手上流血 .
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade.
It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
１９４
神爱人间的灯光甚于他自己的大星 .
God loves man's lamp lights better than his own great stars.
１９５
这世界乃是为美之音乐所驯服了的狂风骤雨的世界 .
This world is the world of wild storms kept tame with the music of beauty.
１９６
晚霞向太阳说道：“我的心经了你的接吻 , 便似金的宝箱了 . ”
My heart is like the golden casket of thy kiss,cloud to the sun.
１９７
接触着 , 你许会杀害；远离着 , 你许会占有 .
By touching you may kill, by keeping away you may possess.
１９８
蟋蟀的唧唧 , 夜雨的淅沥 , 从黑暗中传到我的耳边 , 好似我已逝的少年时代沙地来到我的梦境中 .
The cricket's chirp and the patter of rain come to me through the dark, like the rustle of dreams from my past youth.
１９９
花朵向星辰落尽了的曙天叫道：“我的露点全失落了 . ”
I have lost my dewdrop,
lost all its stars.
２００
燃烧着的木块 , 熊熊地生出火光 , 叫道：“这是我的花朵 , 我的死亡 . ”
让世界自己寻路向你走来 .
The burning log bursts in flame and cries, --- "This is my flower, my death." |
