My tears are like the quiet drift

Of petals from some magic rose;

And all my grief flows from the rift

Of unremembered skies and snows.

I think, that if I touched the earth,

It would crumble;

It is so sad and beautiful,

So tremendously like a dream.

月中的小丑

我的眼泪仿佛花瓣的飘零

静静地飘自神奇的玫瑰;

而我所有的忧伤飘自裂隙

飘自雪花和遗忘的天空。

我以为，如果我感动大地，

大地就会崩溃;

如此的悲伤而美丽，

如此的相似，宛如一个梦。