一个电话
作者：弗罗伦斯•瑞德里•玛斯汀
自那深暗的圆盘中，
你的声音涌出如花朵，
它颤抖着，在紧绷的茎上摇摆。
它温柔的抚摸，
让我闭上了眼睛。
From the Telephone
Out of the dark cup
Your voice broke like a flower.
It trembled, swaying on its taut stem.
The caress in its touch
Made my eyes close.
by Florence Ripley Mastin
作者：弗罗伦斯•瑞德里•玛斯汀
自那深暗的圆盘中，
你的声音涌出如花朵，
它颤抖着，在紧绷的茎上摇摆。
它温柔的抚摸，
让我闭上了眼睛。
From the Telephone
Out of the dark cup
Your voice broke like a flower.
It trembled, swaying on its taut stem.
The caress in its touch
Made my eyes close.
by Florence Ripley Mastin
