A Blooming Tree（一棵開花的樹）

——by Xi Murong（席慕容）

May Buddha let us meet in my most beautiful hours,

I have prayed for it for five hundred years.

如何讓你遇見我在我最美麗的時(shí)刻

為這我已在佛前求了五百年

求佛讓我們結(jié)下一段塵緣

Buddha made me a tree

By the path you may take.

佛于是把我化做一棵樹

長(zhǎng)在你必經(jīng)的路旁

In full blossoms I'm waiting in the sun

Every flower carrying my previous hope.

陽光下慎重地開滿了花

朵朵都是我前世的盼望

As you are near,

Listen carefully

The quivering leaves are my waiting zeal,

當(dāng)你走近

請(qǐng)你細(xì)聽

那顫抖的葉是我等待的熱情

As you pass by the tree without noticing me.

My friend,

Upon the ground behind you

Is not the fallen petals

But my withered heart.

而當(dāng)你終于無視地走過

在你身后落了一地的

朋友啊

那不是花瓣

那是我凋零的心