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张明静

Chants of Love

Ebbing and flowing,
The tide and fragmence of a flower
Is calling for love blooming there.
Even in the misty valley
Or in the mummur of a stream,
Let me clutch your name;
Even though what hovering is dashing down,
You are rivers burning on.

仕零

纯英文，俺不懂。

张明静

仕零 发表于 2013-8-13 15:12
纯英文，俺不懂。

   

汤胜林

建议发诗歌翻译栏目。

张明静

汤胜林 发表于 2013-8-13 19:34
建议发诗歌翻译栏目。

这是原创，不过可能违规了，见谅！