To The Moon
by Johann W. Goethe
Bush and vale thou fill'st again
With thy misty ray,
And my spirit's heavy chain
Castest far away.
Thou dost o'er my fields extend
Thy sweet soothing eye,
Watching like a gentle friend,
O'er my destiny.
Vanish'd days of bliss and woe
Haunt me with their tone,
Joy and grief in turns I know,
As I stray alone.
Stream beloved, flow on! flow on!
Ne'er can I be gay!
Thus have sport and kisses gone,
Truth thus pass'd away.
Once I seem'd the lord to be
Of that prize so fair!
Now, to our deep sorrow, we
Can forget it ne'er.
Murmur, stream, the vale along,
Never cease thy sighs;
Murmur, whisper to my song
Answering melodies!
When thou in the winter's night
Overflow'st in wrath,
Or in spring-time sparklest bright,
As the buds shoot forth.
He who from the world retires,
Void of hate, is blest;
Who a friend's true love inspires,
Leaning on his breast!
That which heedless man ne'er knew,
Or ne'er thought aright,
Roams the bosom's labyrinth through,
Boldly into night.
你又将迷蒙的春辉
洒满这幽谷丛林，
你终于将我的灵魂
完全地解脱消溶；
你将抚慰的目光
照临我的园庭，
就象友人的青眼
关注我的命运。
我的心感觉着
乐时与忧时的回响，
我在苦与乐之间
寂寞孤独地倘佯。
流吧，流吧，亲爱的河！
我再不会有欢愉，
嬉戏、亲吻、忠诚，
一切都已然逝去。
可我曾一度占有
那无比珍贵的至宝！
我现在痛苦烦恼，
就因为再不能忘记！
喧响吧，流下山涧，
别休止，莫停息，
发出琮琮的鸣声，
和着我的歌曲。
不论是在冬夜里
你汹涌地泛滥激涨，
还是在阳春时节
你迂回地流进花畦。
幸福啊，谁能
离开尘世无所怨恨，
谁能拥有一位知己，
和他***同分享
那人所不知的、
人所不解的乐趣，
作长夜的漫游，
在胸中的迷宫里。