渴望
Longing
王植
by Wang Zhi
我渴望着，一种美丽从遥远的村庄悄然而至可爱的山羊贴在玻璃纸上牯牛斜卧在群山的怀里小草嗡嗡地幸福成长
I long for a kind of beautycoming quietly from the distant villagethe lovely goats are pasted on the glassinethe bulls are recumbent in the arms of mountainsthe little grass hummingly grows in happiness
我渴望着，一种自由从静美的天国弥漫荒野那风一般的翅膀穿梭森林和大地快乐的思想撒遍每个角落
I long for a kind of freedompermeating the wilds from beautiful heaventhe wind-like wings fly thru the forests and earthscattering happy thougths to every corner
我渴望着，一种歌声从神秘的殿堂走出来那信仰的歌声仿佛五色的海子山依然躺在远祖的记忆里
I long for a kind of songwalking from the mysterious palacethat song of faithis like the five-colored Mt. Haizistill lying in the ancestors' memory
我渴望着，一种涅槃从无数人心中慢慢升起那安详的世界如同我们原本寂静的心地渐渐地开满圣洁的花朵
I long for a kind of Nirvanarising slowly from countless heartsthat peaceful worldis like our originally silent heartsgradually blooming with holy flowers