鳥兒全都在筑巢，

它們說世界正鮮花盛開，

我仍然在沉悶的涼亭內

獨自徘徊。

我用眼淚與黑暗

編織起想象的網。

太陽我根本沒有看見，

怎能歌唱陽光？

我聽見管樂器在吹奏，

但我還不能把舞跳，

我知道愛正在過去，

我不能讓他看到。

假如他的聲音把我呼喊，

我在昏暗中摸索，

到達他呼喊的地方，

并向他伸出我的胳膊，[1]

風會在我雙手之間吹拂——

為了我將失去的“喜歡”，

雨將落到我的嘴上，

他不會把它親吻，永遠。[2]

The Blind

The birds are all a-building,

They say the world's a-flower,

And still I linger lonely

Within a barren bower.

I weave a web of fancies

Of tears and darkness spun.

How shall I sing of sunlight

Who never saw the sun?

I hear the pipes a-blowing,

But yet I may not dance,

I know that Love is passing,

I cannot catch his glance.

And if his voice should call me

And I with groping dim

Should reach his place of calling

And stretch my arms to him,

The wind would blow between my hands

For Joy that I shall miss,

The rain would fall upon my mouth

That his will never kiss.

注釋

[1]此處逗號，繼“假如”后緊接下一節。

[2]兩人走不到一起有種種原因，必然存在某種“障礙”。緣分未到，即使“我”摸索著走近他并伸出雙臂，也會被風和雨阻擋，難以得到愛。