Stray Birds 307

Cheerless is the day, the light under frowning clouds is like a punished child with traces of tears on its pale cheeks, and the cry of the wind is like the cry of a wounded world.
But I know I am travelling to meet my Friend.
— Rabindranath Tagore

这真是灰暗的一天，
皱缩的云层下的光，像一个被责罚的孩子，苍白的脸上满是泪痕
风的哀嚎如一个受伤的世界的哭喊
但是我知道，我正前去与朋友相会
- Don't Panic!

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