绿树长到了我的窗前，仿佛是暗哑的大地发出的渴望的声音。
The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dump earth.
神自己的清晨，在他自己看来也是新奇的。
His own mornings are new surprises to God.
生命从世界得到资产，爱情使它得到价值。
Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth by the claim of love.
枯竭的河床，并不感谢它的过去.
The dry river bed finds no thanks for its past.
(来源：飞鸟集 作者：泰戈尔)
