《飛鳥集》1—10

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(méi)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 fallthere with a sign.

2

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。

O Troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.

3

世界對(duì)著它的愛(ài)人 , 把它浩翰的面具揭下了。

它變小了 , 小如一首歌 , 小如一回永恒的接吻。

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.

It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.

4

是大地的淚點(diǎn) , 使她的微笑保持著青春不謝。

It is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.

5

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。

The mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.

6

如果你因失去了太陽(yáng)而流淚 , 那么你也將失去群星了。

If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

7

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。你肯挾瘸足的泥沙而俱下么？

The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?

8

她的熱切的臉 , 如夜雨似的 , 攪擾著我的夢(mèng)魂。

Her wishful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.

9

有一次 , 我們夢(mèng)見(jiàn)大家都是不相識(shí)的。

我們醒了 , 卻知道我們?cè)窍嘤H相愛(ài)的。

Once we dreamt that we were strangers.

We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

10

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.