Stray Birds
飞鸟集
The Crescent Moon
新月集
家庭
The Home
海边
On the Seashore
来源
The Source
孩童之道
Baby’s Way
不被注意的花饰
The Unheeded Pageant
偷睡眠者
Sleep-Stealer
开始
The Beginning
孩童的世界
Baby’s World
时候与原因
When and Why
责备
Defamation
审判官
The Judge
玩具
Playthings
天文家
The Astronomer
云与波
Clouds and Waves
金色花
The Champa Flower
仙人世界
Fairyland
流放的地方
The Land of the Exile
雨天
The Rainy Day
纸船
Paper Boats
水手
The Sailor
对岸
The Further Bank
花的学校
The Flower-School
商人
The Merchant
同情
Sympathy
职业
Vocation
长者
Superior
小大人
The Little Big Man
十二点钟
Twelve O’clock
著作家
Authorship
恶邮差
The Wicked Postman
英雄
The Hero
告别
The End
追唤
The Recall
第一次的茉莉
The First Jasmines
榕树
The Banyan Tree
祝福
Benediction
赠品
The Gift
我的歌
My Song
孩提之天使
The Child-Angel
最后的契约
The Last Bargain
內容試閱：
Stray Birds
飞鸟集
1
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。
秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And
yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall
there with a sigh.
2
世界上的一队小小的漂泊者呀，请留下你们的足印在我的文字里。
O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in
my words.
3
世界对着它的爱人，把它浩瀚的面具揭下了。
它变小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes
small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
4
是“地”的泪点，使她的微笑保持着青春不谢。
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.
5
广漠无垠的沙漠热烈地追求着一叶绿草的爱，但她摇摇头，笑起来，飞了开去。
The mighty desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass who
shakes her head and laughs and flies away.
6
如果错过了太阳时你流了泪，那么你也要错过群星了。
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the
stars.
7
跳舞着的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌声，你的流动呢。你肯挟跛足的泥沙而俱下么？
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement,
dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
8
她的热切的脸，如夜雨似的，搅扰着我的梦魂。
Her wistful face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
9
有一次，我们梦见大家都是不相识的。我们醒了，却知道我们原是相亲爱的。
Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we
were dear to each other.
10
忧思在我的心里平静下去，正如黄昏在寂静的林中。
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among
the silent trees.
11
有些看不见的手指，如懒懒的微飔似的，正在我的心上，奏着潺湲的乐声。
Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my
heart the music of the ripples.
孩童之道
只要孩童是愿意，他此刻便可飞上天去。
他所以不离开我们，并不是没有原故*。
他爱把他的头倚在母亲的胸间，就是一刻不见她，也是不行的。
*现在规范词形写作“缘故”。
BABY’S WAY
If baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this
moment.
It is not for nothing that he does not leave us.
He loves to rest his head on mother''s bosom, and cannot ever bear
to lose sight of her.
Baby knows all manner of wise words, though few on earth can
understand their meaning.
It is not for nothing that he never wants to speak.
The one thing he wants is to learn mother''s words from mother''s
lips. That is why he looks so innocent.
Baby had a heap of gold and pearls, yet he came like a beggar on
to this earth.
It is not for nothing he came in such a disguise.
这个可爱的小小的裸着身体的乞丐所以假装着完全无助的样子，便是想要乞求母亲的爱的资产。
This dear little naked mendicant pretends to be utterly helpless,
so that he may beg for mother’s wealth of love.
Baby was so free from every tie in the land of the tiny crescent
moon. It was not for nothing he gave up his freedom.
He knows that there is room for endless joy in mother’s little
corner of a heart, and it is sweeter far than liberty to be caught
and pressed in her dear arms.
Baby never knew how to cry. He dwelt in the land of perfect
bliss.
It is not for nothing he has chosen to shed tears.
Though with the smile of his dear face he draws mother’s yearning
heart to him, yet his little cries over tiny troubles weave the
double bond of pity and love.
喔，乞丐，你双手攀搂住妈妈的头颈，要乞讨些什么？
喔，贪得无厌的心，要我把整个世界从天上摘下来，像摘一个果子似的，把它放在你的一双小小的玫瑰色的手掌上么？
THE UNHEEDED PAGEANT
Ah, who was it coloured that little frock, my child, and covered
your sweet limbs with that little red tunic?
You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard,
tottering and tumbling as you run.
But who was it coloured that little frock, my child?
What is it makes you laugh, my little life-bud?
Mother smiles at you standing on the threshold.
She claps her hands and her bracelets jingle, and you dance with
your bamboo stick in your hand like a tiny little shepherd.
But what is it makes you laugh, my little life-bud?
O beggar, what do you beg for, clinging to your mother’s neck
with both your hands?
O greedy heart, shall I pluck the world like a fruit from the sky
to place it on your little rosy palm?
仙乡里的梦婆飞过朦胧的天空，向你飞来。
在你妈妈的心头上，那世界母亲，正和你坐在一块儿。
他，向星星奏乐的人，正拿着他的横笛，站在你的窗边。
仙乡里的梦婆飞过朦胧的天空，向你飞来。
O beggar, what are you begging for?
The wind carries away in glee the tinkling of your anklet
bells.
The sun smiles and watches your toilet.
The sky watches over you when you sleep in your mother’s arms,
and the morning comes tiptoe to your bed and kisses your
eyes.
The wind carries away in glee the tinkling of your anklet
bells.
The fairy mistress of dreams is coming towards you, flying
through the twilight sky.
The world-mother keeps her seat by you in your mother’s
heart.
He who plays his music to the stars is standing at your window
with his flute.
And the fairy mistress of dreams is coming towards you, flying
through the twilight sky.
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