For Heaven only knows why one loves it so,
只有天知道,为何人们如此热爱生活,
How one sees it so,
如此看待她,
Making it up, building it round one,
甚至要虚构她,不懈地美化她,
Tumbling it,creating every moment afresh
然后又粉碎她,从而创造出每时每刻的新鲜感来。
Such fools we are.
我们真是蠢。
For Heaven only knows why one loves it so,
只有天知道,为何人们如此热爱生活,
How one sees it so,
如此看待她,
Making it up, building it round one,
甚至要虚构她,不懈地美化她,
Tumbling it,creating every moment afresh
然后又粉碎她,从而创造出每时每刻的新鲜感来。
Such fools we are.
我们真是蠢。