试译《飞鸟集》211-220

２１１

God's right hand is gentle, but terrible is his left hand.

天帝慈而威，分居左右手。

不偏亦不倚，万物为刍狗。

２１２

My evening came among the alien trees and spoke in a language which my morning stars did not know.

丛林暮色落，疏影纵横错。

低语异乡言，晨星多困惑。

２１３

Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.

幽幽夜色深，如袋暗昏沉。

待到黎明至，迸发光似金。

２１４

Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists and vapours of life.

虚无欲望膨，缥缈意朦朦。

借彩虹迷色，赋云雾人生。

２１５

God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.

天帝有芳菲，凡人握在手。

待为礼物品，回赠于赢后。

２１６

My sad thoughts tease me asking me their own names.

我怀幽怨思，萦绕问名识。

天下本无事，庸人自扰之。

２１７

The service of the fruit is precious, the service of the flower is sweet, but let my service be the service of the leaves in its shade of humble devotion.

累累硕果贵，簇簇香花媚。

我做荫中叶，躬身点点缀。

２１８

My heart has spread its sails to the idle winds for the shadowy island of Anywhere.

我心扬帆行，慵懒风相迎。

荫岛藏何处？我心何处停！

２１９

Men are cruel, but Man is kind.

人性本多善，凡心却受乱。

纷纷扰扰至，残忍惹恩怨。

２２０

Make me thy cup and let my fulness be for thee and for thine.

我愿为酒杯，满斟香玉醅。

君同亲友聚，共饮莫相推。