吉檀迦利 第二十六章

孙祎卓

He came and sat by my side but I woke not. What a cursed sleep it was, O miserable me!

He came when the night was still; he had his harp in his hands, and my dreams became resonant with its melodies.

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

他来坐在我的身边，而我没有醒起．多么可恨的睡眠，唉，不幸的我呵！

他在静夜中来到；手里拿著琴，我的梦魂和他的音乐起了共鸣．

唉，为什么每夜就这样地虚度了？呵，他的气息接触了我的睡眠，为什么我总看不见他的面？