爱的信任The trust of love
我以为冬天已经笼罩大地，您却从未放弃过希望。
No matter how the world being covered by the winter force, you never lose faith.
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Thy sunshine smiles upon the winter days of my heart, never doubting of its spring flowers.
您的阳光对着我心里的严冬微笑，从不怀疑它会在春天开花。
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God kisses the finite in his love and man the infinite.
神在他的爱里面吻着“有涯”，而人却吻着“无涯”。
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Thou crossest desert lands of barren years to reach the moment of fulfilment.
您穿越岁月的贫瘠沙漠，到达了圆满的瞬间。
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God' s silence ripens man' s thoughts into speech.
神的静谧使人的思想成熟为语言。
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Thou wilt find, Eternal Traveller, marks of thy footsteps across my songs.
“永恒的旅客”啊，你将在我的吟唱中找到你的足迹。
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Let me not shame thee, Father, who displayest thy glory in thy children.
让我不使您羞愧吧，父亲，您在您的孩子们身上显出了您的荣光。
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Cheerless is the day, the light under frowning clouds is like a punished child with traces of tears on its pale cheeks,
and the cry of the wind is like the cry of a wounded world. But I know I am travelling to meet my friend.
这是惨淡的一天，光在紧蹙的云下，像一个被处罚的孩子，苍白的脸上缀着泪珠；
风的哀号，像一个受伤世界的啼哭。但是我知道，我正跋涉着去见我的朋友。
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Tonight there is a stir among the palm leaves, a swell in the sea, Full Moon,like the heart-throb of the world.
From what unknown sky hast thou carried in thy silence the aching secret of love?
今晚，棕榈叶乱舞，海水澎湃，满月啊，就像世界的心悸。
您在您的沉默里，从未知的天空，带来了爱的痛苦秘密吗？
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I dream of a star, an island of light,
where I shall be born and in the depth of its
quickening leisure my life will ripen its works like the rice-field in the autumn sun.
我梦见一颗星，一个光明之岛，
在那里我将出生。
在它活泼的闲暇深处，
我的生命将完成它的事业，像秋日下的稻田。
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The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chant of praise
from the voiceless multiude of the insignificant
雨中湿土的气息，
正如一曲伟大的赞歌，
从平凡而无声的群众那里传来。
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That love can ever lose is a fact that we cannot accept as truth.
“爱情会失去”这句话，是我们无法当作真理来接纳的一个事实。
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We shall know some day that death can never rob us of that which our soul has gained, for her gains are one with herself.
总有一天我们会明白，死亡永远夺不去我们心灵的收获。因为她所得到的，是和她自己一体的。
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God comes to me in the dusk of my evening with the flowers from my past kept fresh in his basket.
神在黄昏的暮色中，拿着我往昔的花到我这儿来。这些花在他的花篮中还保存得很新鲜。
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When all the strings of my life will be tuned, my Master, then at every touch of thine will come out the music of love.
主啊，当我生命的琴弦都被调得和谐时，你的每一次触摸，都可以奏出爱的音乐来。
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Let me live truly, my Lord, so that death to me become true.
让我真实地生活吧，我的主。这样，死亡于我而言就变得真实了。
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Man' s history is waiting in patience for the triumph of the insulted man.
人类的历史在耐心地等待侮辱者的胜利。
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I feel thy gaze upon my heart this moment like the sunny silence of the morning upon the lonely field whose harvest is over.
这一刻，我感到你正注视着我的心，像那清晨阳光中的静谧，落在已收获的寂寞的田野上。
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I long for“the Island”of Songs across this heaving Sea of Shouts.
我渴望着穿越这狂啸的、波涛汹涌的大海，到那“歌的岛屿”去。
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The prelude of the night is commenced in the music of the sunset, in its solemn hymn to the ineffable dark.
夜的序曲开始于夕阳的音乐，开始于它对不可言喻的黑暗所作的庄严赞歌。
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I have scaled the peak and found no shelter in fame' s bleak and barren height. Lead me, my Guide, before the light fades, into the valley of quiet where life' s harvest mellows into golden wisdom.
我曾登上高峰，发现在名誉暗淡贫瘠的高处，没有一处庇护之地。我的引导者啊，在光明逝去之前，引我到宁静的山谷里去吧。在那里，生命的收获会成熟为黄金的智慧。
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Things look fantastic in this dimness of the dusk—the spires whose bases are lost in the dark and tree tops like blots of ink. I shall wait for the morning and wake up to see thy city in the light.
在这黄昏的朦胧里，事物都如幻影一般——尖塔的基层在黑暗里消失了，树顶宛如墨水的斑点。我在等待清晨，当我醒来时，会看见你那光明中的城市。
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I have suffered and despaired and known death and I am glad that I am in this great world.
我曾伤痛过，也曾失望过，还曾体会过“死亡”，我很高兴生长在这个伟大的世界里。
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There are tracts in my life that are bare and silent.
They are the open spaces where my busy days had their light and air.
在我的生命中，有贫乏和沉默的地带。
它们是我忙碌的岁月得到阳光和空气的空旷之地。
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Release me from my unfulfilled past clinging to me from behind making death difficult.
把我从不完满的过去中解脱出来，它紧紧缠绕着我，不容我死去。
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Let this be my last word, that I trust thy love.
“我相信你的爱。”就让这句话作为我最后的话。
