《飛鳥集》泰戈爾——（16－20）
16 我今晨坐在窗前,世界如一個路人似的,停留了一會,向我點點頭又走過去了.I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment,nods to me and goes.
17 這些風思,是樹葉的簌簌之聲呀；它們在我的心裡歡悅地微語著.There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind.
18 你看不見你自己,你所看見的只是你的影子.What you are you do not see,what you see is your shadow.
19 神呀,我的那些願望真是愚傻呀,它們雜在你的歌聲中喧叫著呢.讓我只是靜聽著吧.My wishes are fools,they shout across thy song,my Master.Let me but listen.
20 我不能選擇那最好的.是那最好的選擇我.I cannot choose the best.The best chooses me.
《飛鳥集》泰戈爾——（16－20）
16 我今晨坐在窗前,世界如一個路人似的,停留了一會,向我點點頭又走過去了.I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment,nods to me and goes.
17 這些風思,是樹葉的簌簌之聲呀；它們在我的心裡歡悅地微語著.There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind.
18 你看不見你自己,你所看見的只是你的影子.What you are you do not see,what you see is your shadow.
19 神呀,我的那些願望真是愚傻呀,它們雜在你的歌聲中喧叫著呢.讓我只是靜聽著吧.My wishes are fools,they shout across thy song,my Master.Let me but listen.
20 我不能選擇那最好的.是那最好的選擇我.I cannot choose the best.The best chooses me.