我骑马与你相会：梦

I rode to meet you: dreams

像生命之物在我四周聚集

like living beings swarmed around me

而月亮在我右边

and the moon on my right side

跟着我，燃烧。

followed me, burning.

我骑马回来：一切都已改变。

I rode back: everything changed.

我恋爱的灵魂悲伤不已

My soul in love was sad

而月亮在我左边

and the moon on my left side

无望地跟着我。

trailed me without hope.

我们诗人放任自己

To such endless impressions

沉迷于这些无休止的印象，

we poets give ourselves absolutely,

在沉默中，虚构着只是事件的预兆，

making, in silence, omen of mere event,

直到世界反映了灵魂最深层的需要。

until the world reflects the deepest needs of the soul.