[诗歌欣赏]泰戈尔《飞鸟集》节选

忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如暮色降临在寂静　　

Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.

有些看不见的手，如懒懒的微风似的，正在我的心上奏着潺潺的乐声。

What language is thine, O sea?

The language of eternal question.

What language is thy answer, O sky?

The language of eternal silence.

“海水呀，你说的是什么？”

“是永恒的疑问。”

“天空呀，你回答的话是什么？”

“是永恒的沉默。”