Moonlight
Sara Teasdale - 1884-1933
It will not hurt me when I am old,
A running tide where moonlight burned
Will not sting me like silver snakes;
The years will make me sad and cold,
It is the happy heart that breaks.
The heart asks more than life can give,
When that is learned, then all is learned;
The waves break fold on jewelled fold,
But beauty itself is fugitive,
It will not hurt me when I am old.
月光
译/小虾
当我老了，便不再受伤害
波浪上游动的月光
亦不再会如银蛇般刺痛我
岁月会将我变得冷漠悲伤
但只有幸福的心才会破碎
心之所欲，总超出生活所赐
认识到这点，就明白了一切
浪潮翻卷，跌落成一片碎玉
美丽是那样的稍纵即逝
当我老了，便不会再受伤害
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