世界对着它的爱人,把它浩翰的面具揭下了。 它变小了,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.
“我们萧萧的树叶都有声响回答那风和雨。 你是谁呢,那样的沉默着?” “我不过是一朵花。” We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms, but who are you so silent?" I am a mere flower.