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WHAT'S PAST IS PROLOGUE

I do not ask thee into the house.
Come into my infinite loneliness, my Lover.
— Rabindranath Tagore

我不求你进入(我的)住所
走进我无限的孤独吧,我的爱人
- Don't Panic!

I have sung the songs of thy day.
In the evening let me carry thy lamp through the stormy path.
— Rabindranath Tagore

我已唱过了您白昼的歌
在夜晚 让我带着您的灯穿过这狂风暴雨的路吧
- Don't Panic!

I am in the world of the roads.
The night comes.
Open thy gate,thou world of the home.
— Rabindranath Tagore

我在这充满歧途(道路纵横)的世界
夜来了  打开您的门吧,您那家的世界
- Don't Panic!

The little flower lies in the dust.
It sought the path of the butterfly.
— Rabindranath Tagore

小花躺在尘土之中
它曾(试图)追寻蝴蝶的路
- Don't Panic!

: @AbelardTc:花归尘土,去寻一条化蝶的路

The trembling leaves of this tree touch my heart like the fingers of an infant child.
— Rabindranath Tagore

这树上飘摇的叶子 轻触我的心,如婴儿的手指般
- Don't Panic!

Let your music, like a sword, pierce the noise of the market to its heart.
— Rabindranath Tagore

愿你的音乐,如一把利剑,刺入那市井喧嚣的心脏
- Don't Panic!

Wayside grass, love the star, then your dreams will come out in flowers.
— Rabindranath Tagore

路旁的小草呀,去爱(夜空的)星吧,你的梦将绽放为花朵
- Don't Panic!
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