Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which has no songs, flutter and fall for there with a sigh. - by Tagore/泰戈尔
夏日的飞鸟来到我的窗前,歌唱,然后飞远。
秋日的黄叶寂寂飘落在那,无歌,一声叹息。- Translate by Nana Li.
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.
And yellow leaves of autumn, which has no songs, flutter and fall for there with a sigh. - by Tagore/泰戈尔
夏日的飞鸟来到我的窗前,歌唱,然后飞远。
秋日的黄叶寂寂飘落在那,无歌,一声叹息。- Translate by Nana Li.