The Storm by Sara Teasdale 暴风

The Storm

by Sara Teasdale

暴风

莎拉·蒂斯黛尔

云天译

I THOUGHT of you when I was wakened

By a wind that made me glad and afraid

Of the rushing, pouring sound of the sea

That the great trees made.

想你时，惊醒于

那让我欢喜又惶恐

的树树惊涛拍岸

的风声

One thought in my mind went over and over

While the darkness shook and the leaves were thinned—

I thought it was you who had come to find me,

You were the wind.

那一念，徘徊于

瑟瑟暗夜，落叶飘零 ---

以为是你来寻我

你是风