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What language is thine, O sea?
“海水呀，你說的是什么？”
The language of eternal question.
“是永恒的疑問。”
What language is thy answer, O sky?
“天空呀，你回答的話是什么？”
The language of eternal silence.
“是永恒的沉默。”
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.
靜靜地聽，我的心呀，聽那世界的低語，這是它對你求愛的表示呀。
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great. Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.
創造的神秘，有如夜間的黑暗－是偉大的。而知識的幻影卻不過如晨間之霧。
Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.
不要因為峭壁是高的，便讓你的愛情坐在峭壁上。
