The sky tells its beads all night

on the countless stars

in memory of the sun.

為了紀(jì)念太陽，

天空整夜點(diǎn)數(shù)

它用無數(shù)星辰串成的念珠。

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Darkness is the veiled bride

silently waiting for the errant light

to return to her bosom.

黑暗是蒙著面冪的新娘，

靜靜等待迷途的光

回到她的懷抱。

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Day with its glare of curiosity

puts the stars to flight.

好奇的白晝目光炯炯，

受驚的星星逃去無蹤。

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The child ever dwells in the mystery of ageless time,

unobscured by the dust of history.

孩子永住在不老時(shí)間的神秘里，

歷史的塵埃無法將他蒙蔽。

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Life sends up in blades of grass

its silent hymn of praise

to the unnamed Light.

生命用片片草葉

將贊美的無聲歌行

獻(xiàn)給未名的光。

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Truth loves its limits,

for there it meets the beautiful.

真理熱愛自己的界限，

那是它與美相會(huì)的地點(diǎn)。

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The sky remains infinitely vacant

for earth there to build its heaven with dreams.

天空保持著無垠的空曠，

好讓大地有地方

用夢(mèng)想建造自己的天堂。