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I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn uselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious!
我像一片秋天的殘?jiān)疲瑹o(wú)主地在空中飄蕩，呵，我的永遠(yuǎn)光耀的太陽(yáng)！
Thy touch has not yet melted my vapour, making me one with thy light, and thus I count months and years separated from thee.
你的摩觸遠(yuǎn)沒(méi)有蒸化了我的水氣，使我與你的光明合一，因此我計(jì)算著和你分離的悠長(zhǎng)的年月。
If this be thy wish and if this be thy play, then take this fleeting emptiness of mine, paint it with colours, gild it with gold, float it on the wanton wind and spread it in varied wonders.
假如這是你的愿望，假如這是你的游戲，就請(qǐng)把我這流逝的空虛染上顏色，鍍上金輝，讓它在狂風(fēng)中飄浮，舒卷成種種的奇觀。
And again when it shall be thy wish to end this play at night, I shall melt and vanish away in the dark, or it may be in a smile of the white morning, in a coolness of purity transparent.
而且假如你愿意在夜晚結(jié)束了這場(chǎng)游戲，我就在黑暗中，或在燦白晨光的微笑中，在凈化的清涼中，溶化消失。
