（尤雾 试译）

我曾告诉我的魂，且静默，作无盼望之守候

因盼望终归虚妄；作无爱恋之守候

因爱恋终归虚妄；信犹存

唯守望中见信、望、爱

作无思虑之守候，只因你尚未预备思虑

黑暗终将见光，静默终将狂舞

奔流之息，冬日电闪

难觅野地百合，如野草莓

园中笑语仍依依

虽未销尽，却渴求而指向

生死痛楚

I said to my soul, be still, and waitwithout hope

For hope would be hope for the wrong thing;wait without love,

For love would be love of the wrong thing;there is yet faith

But the faith and the love and the hope areall in the waiting.

Wait without thought, for you are not readyfor thought:

So the darkness shall be the light, and thestillness the dancing.