在世界的謁見里，一根樸素的草葉，和陽光與夜半的星辰，坐在同一條氈褥上。

我的詩歌，也這樣地和云彩與森林的音樂，在世界的心中平分席次。

但是，你這樣富有的人，你的財(cái)富，在太陽的喜悅的金光和沉思的月亮的柔光這種單純的光彩里，卻占不了一分。

包羅萬象的天空的祝福，沒有灑在它的上面。等待死亡出現(xiàn)的時(shí)候，它就蒼白枯萎，碎成塵土。

Do not go,my love,without asking my leave.

I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy with sleep.

I feel least I lose you when I am sleeping.

Do not go,my love,without asking my leave.

I start up and stretch my hands to touch you. I ask myself ,is it a dream?

Could I but entangle your feet with my heart and hold them fast to my breast.

Do not go,my love, without asking my leave.