1.生命的运动在它自己的音乐里得到它的休息。
     The movement of life has its rest in its own music.

2.我们的名字，便是夜里海波上发出的光，痕迹也不留就抿灭了。
     Our names are the light that glows on the sea waves at night and
  then dies without leaving its signature.

3.鸟翼上系上了黄金，这鸟便永不能再在天上翱翔了。
     Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in the sky.

4.月儿把她的光明遍照在天上，却留着她的黑斑给她自己。
     The moon has her light all over the sky, her dark spots to herself.

5.不要说：“这是早晨”，别用一个“昨天”的名词把它打发掉。你第一次
看到它，把它当作还没有名字的新生孩子吧。
     Do not say, "It is morning," and dismiss it with a mane of yesterday.
  See it for the first time as a new-born child that has no name.

6.您曾经带领着我，穿过我的白天的拥挤不堪的旅程，而到达了我的黄昏的
孤寂之境。
在通宵的寂静里，我等待着它的意义。
     Thou hast led me through my crowded travels of the day to my evening's
  loneliness.
     I wait for its meaning through the stillness of the night.

7.真理之川从它的错误之沟渠中流过。
     The stream of truth flows through its channels of mistakes.

8.小花问道：“我要怎样地对你唱，怎样地崇拜你呢？太阳呀？”
 太阳答道：“只要用你的纯洁的素朴的沉默。”
   How may I sing to thee and worship, O Sun?
   By the simple silence of thy purity,