你走出黑夜，到来了，

You came in out of the night

一手拿着鲜花数朵，

And there were flowers in your hand,

而今你将走出纷纶的人群，

Now you will come out of a confusion of people,

走出关于你的蜚短流长。

Out of a turmoil of speech about you.

既然已在初始之物中见过你，

I who have seen you amid the primal things

我便愤然于俗众

Was angry when they spoke your name

在庸常之所说出你的名字。

In ordinary places.

惟愿清凉的波涛涌上我的灵知，

I would that the cool waves might flow over my mind,

愿此世干爽如一片枯叶

And that the world should dry as a dead leaf,

或如一朵蒲公英的伞荚随风飘离，

Or as a dandelion seed-pod and be swept away,

那么我将再次找到你，

So that I might find you again,

独自一人。

Alone.