/我投射我自己的影子在我的路上，因为我有一盏还没有燃点起来的明灯/
/I cast my own shadow upon my path, because I have a lamp that has not been lighted/

/黑云受光的接吻时便变成天上的花朵/
/Dark clouds become heaven‘s flowers when kissed by light/

/不要让刀锋讥笑它柄子的拙钝/
/Let not the sword-blade mock its handle for being blunt/

/虚伪永远不能凭借它生长在权力中而变成真实/
/The false can never grow into truth by growing in power/

/夜秘密地把花开放了，却让白日去领受谢词/
/The night opens the flowers in secret and allows the day to get thanks/

/权势以它的恶行自夸，落下的黄叶与浮游的云片却在笑它/
/The power that boasts of its mischiefs is laughed at by the yellow leaves that fall, and clouds that pass by/

/远远去了的夏之音乐，翱翔于秋间，寻求它的旧垒/
/The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest/

/刀鞘保护刀的锋利，它自己则满足于它的迟钝/
/The scabbard is content to be dull when it protects the keenness of the sword/

/让我不要错误地把自己放在我的世界里而使它反对我/
/Let me not put myself wrongly to my world and set it against me/

/“谁如命运似的催着我向前走呢？” “那是我自己，在身背后大跨步走着。” /
/Who drives me forward like fate? The Myself striding on my back. /

/爱的痛苦环绕着我的一生，象汹涌的大海似地唱；而爱的快乐却象鸟儿们 在话林里似地唱着/
/Love‘s pain sang round my life like the unplumbed sea, and love‘s joy sang like birds in its flowering groves/

/让死者有那不朽的名，但让生者有那不朽的爱/
/Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love/

/接触着，你许会杀害；远离着，你许会占有/
/By touching you may kill, by keeping away you may possess/

/这个不可见的黑暗之火焰，以繁星为其火花的，到底是什么呢/
/What is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are the stars?/

/我们的生命是天赋的，我们惟有献出生命，才能得到生命/
/Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it/