憂思在我的心裡平靜下去，正如暮色降臨在寂靜
Some unseen fingers, like an idle breeze, are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.
有些看不見的手，如懶懶的微風似的，正在我的心上奏著潺潺的樂聲。
What language is thine, O sea?
The language of eternal question.
What language is thy answer, O sky?
The language of eternal silence.
“海水呀，你說的是什麼？”
“是永恆的疑問。”
“天空呀，你回答的話是什麼？”
“是永恆的沉默。”