Rockets, your insult to the stars follows yourself back to the earth.

爆竹呀，你对于群星的侮蔑，又跟了你自己回到地上来了。

I spill water from my water-jar as I walk on my way. Very little remains for my home.

我一路走去，从我的水瓶中漏出水来。只留着极少极少的水供我家里用。

The clouds fill the water-cups of the river, hiding themselves in the distant hills.

云把水倒在河的水杯里，它们自己却藏在远山之中。

“Who drives me forward like fate?”“The Myself striding on my back.”

“谁如命运似的推着我向前走呢？”“那是我自己，在身背后大跨步走着。”

The sunflower blushed to own the nameless flower as her kin. The sun rose and smiled on it, saying,“Are you well, my darling?”

向日葵羞于把无名的花朵看作她的同胞。太阳升上来了，向它微笑，说道：“你好么，我的宝贝儿？”

Either you have work or you have not. When you have to say, “Let us do something, ” then begins mischief.

或者你在做着工作，或者你没有。当你不得不说：“让我们做些事吧，”那么就要开始胡闹了。

The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return in songs.

世界以它的痛苦同我接吻，而要求歌声做报酬。

In the dusk of the evening the bird of some early dawn comes to the nest of my silence.

在黄昏的微光里，有那清晨的鸟儿来到了我的沉默的鸟巢里。

“The learned say that your lights will one day be no more, ” said the firefly to the stars. The stars made no answer.

萤火对天上的星道：“学者说你的光明，总有一天会消灭的。”天上的星不回答他。

Love! When you come with the burning lamp of pain in your hand, I can see your face and know you as bliss.

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。