试译《飞鸟集》71-72

７１

The woodcutter’s axe begged for its handle from the tree.

The tree gave it.

斧头求斧柄，大树欣然应。

待到樵夫来，挥斧向树茎。

本是同根生，相伐太不幸。

７２

In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.

微雨伴迷雾，朦胧天色暮。

孤独哀叹声，入我心间驻。