我有群星在天上，但是，唉，我屋里的小灯却没有点亮。
i have my stars in the sky. but oh for my little lamp unlit in my house.

生命里留了许多罅隙，从中送来了死之忧郁的音乐。
gaps are left in life through which comes the sad music of death.

我的思想随着这些闪耀的绿叶而闪耀；
我的心灵因了这日光的抚触而歌唱；
我的生命因为偕了万物一同浮泛在空间的蔚蓝，时间的墨黑而感到欢快.
my thoughts shimmer with these shimmering leaves and my heart sings
with the touch of this sunlight; my life is glad to be floating with
all things into the blue of space, into the dark of time.

采着花瓣时，得不到花的美丽。
by plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.

爱情呀，当你手里拿着点亮了的痛苦之灯走来时，我能够看见你的脸，而且以你为幸福。
love! when you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand,
i can see your face and know you as bliss.

我的昼间之花，落下它那被遗忘的花瓣。
在黄昏中，这花成熟为一颗记忆的金果。
my flower of the day dropped its petals forgotten.
in the evening it ripens into a golden fruit of memory.

黄昏的天空，在我看来，象一扇窗户，一盏灯火，灯火背后的一次等待。
the evening sky to me is like a window, and a lighted lamp,and a waiting behind it.

世界不会流失，因为死亡并不是一个罅隙。
the world does not leak because death is not a crack.

我们的名字，便是夜里海波上发出的光，痕迹也不留就抿灭了。
our names are the light that glows on the sea waves at night and then dies without leaving its signature.

让睁眼看着玫瑰花的人也看看它的刺。
let him only see the thorns who has eyes to see the rose.

在心的远景里，那相隔的距离显得更广阔了。
in heart's perspective the distance looms large.

雨点向茉莉花微语道：“把我永久地留在你的心里吧。”
茉莉花叹息了一声，落在地上了。
the raindrop whispered to the jasmine, "keep me in your heart for ever."
the jasmine sighed, "alas," and dropped to the ground.

花瓣似的山峰在饮着日光，这山岂不象一朵花吗繝
is not this mountain like a flower, with its petals of hill, drinking the sunlight?

在我的心头燃点起那休憩的黄昏星吧，然后让黑夜向我微语着爱情。
light in my heart the evening star of rest and then let the night whisper to me of love.

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