The More Loving One
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them ,say
I missed one terribly all day.
Were all stars to disappear or die
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
让我们成为更有爱心的人
仰望群星的时分，我一清二楚，
尽管它们关怀备至，我亦有可能赴地府，
可是尘世间我们丝毫不必畏惧
人类或禽兽的那份冷漠。
倘若群星燃烧着关怀我们的激情，
我们却无法回报，我们作何感想？
倘若无法产生同样的感情，
让我成为更有爱心的人。
尽管我自视为群星的崇拜者，
它们满不在乎，
现在我看群星，我却难以启齿，
说我成天思念一颗星星。
倘若所有的星星消失或者消亡，
我应该学会仰望空荡的天空，
同时感受天空一片漆黑的崇高，
虽然这样可能要花费一点时间。
