Houses Of Dreams 梦想的小屋

齐云

Houses Of Dreams

By Sara Tealsdale

You took my empty dreams
  And filled them every one
    With tenderness and nobleness,
  April and the sun.

The old empty dreams
  Where my thoughts would throng
    Are far too full of happiness
  To even hold a song.

Oh, the empty dreams were dim
  And the empty dreams were wide,
    They were sweet and shadowy houses
  Where my thoughts could hide.

But you took my dreams away
  And you made them all come true--
My thoughts have no place now to play,
  And nothing now to do.

梦想的小屋

文/莎拉•蒂斯黛尔  译/齐云

你取走我的空想
   且用温柔与高贵
以及四月和阳光
   将梦想一一装缀

昔日的那些梦想
   包含我多少心思
充塞着幸福欢畅
   放不下其它物事

它们曾花样迭出
   后来都暗淡无光
但像荫凉的小屋
   将心思遮蔽隐藏

你取走我的梦想
   把它们一一实现
我心思无处安放
   灵魂只感到荒闲