The More Loving One

　　Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
　　That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
　　But on earth indifference is the least
　　We have to dread from man or beast.
　　How should we like it were stars to burn
　　With a passion for us we could not return?  
　　If equal affection cannot be,
　　Let the more loving one be me.
　　Admirer as I think I am
　　Of stars that do not give a damn,
　　I cannot, now I see them ,say
　　I missed one terribly all day.
　　Were all stars to disappear or die
　　I should learn to look at an empty sky
　　And feel its total dark sublime,
　　Though this might take me a little time.


　　让我们成为更有爱心的人

　　仰望群星的时分，我一清二楚，
　　尽管它们关怀备至，我亦有可能赴地府，
　　可是尘世间我们丝毫不必畏惧
　　人类或禽兽的那份冷漠。
　　倘若群星燃烧着关怀我们的激情，
　　我们却无法回报，我们作何感想？
　　倘若无法产生同样的感情，
　　让我成为更有爱心的人。
　　尽管我自视为群星的崇拜者，
　　它们满不在乎，
　　现在我看群星，我却难以启齿，
　　说我成天思念一颗星星。
　　倘若所有的星星消失或者消亡，
　　我应该学会仰望空荡的天空，
　　同时感受天空一片漆黑的崇高，
　　虽然这样可能要花费一点时间。