The furthest distance in the world
is not between life and death
but when I stand in front of you
yet you don’t know that
I love you
The furthest distance in the world
is not when I stand in font of you
yet you can’t see my love
but when undoubtedly knowing the love from both
yet cannot
be togehter
The furthest distance in the world
is not being apart while being in love
but when plainly can not resist the yearning
yet pretending
you have never been in my heart
The furthest distance in the world
is not
but using one’s indifferent heart
to dig an uncrossable river
for the one who loves you
世界上最遥远的距离 --泰戈尔
世界上最遥远的距离
不是 生与死
而是 我就站在你面前 你却不知道我爱你
世界上最遥远的距离
不是 我就站在你面前 你却不知道我爱你
而是 明明知道彼此相爱 却不能在一起
世界上最遥远的距离
不是 明明知道彼此相爱 却不能在一起
而是 明明无法抵挡这一股气息 却还得故意装作毫不在意
世界上最遥远的距离
不是 明明无法抵挡这一股气息 却还得故意装作毫不在意
而是 用自己冷漠的心 对爱你的人 所筑起的一道沟渠
Love at the First Sight by Wisiawa Szymborska
They're both convinced
that a sudden passion joined them.
Such certainty is beautiful,
but uncertainty is more beautiful still.
Since they'd never met before, they're sure
that there'd been nothing between.
But what's the word from the streets, staircases, hallways--
perhaps they've passed each other a million times?
I want to ask them
if they don't remember--
a moment face to face
in some revolving door?
Perhaps a "sorry" muttered in a crowd?
A curt "wrong number" caught in the reciever?
But I know the answer.
No, they don't remember
They'd be amazed to hear
that Chance has been toying with them now for years.
Not quite ready yet
to become their Destiny,
it pushed them close, drove them apart,
it barred their path,
stifling a laugh,
and then leaped aside.
There were signs and signals,
even if they couldn't read them yet.
Perhaps three years ago
or just last Tuesday
a certain leaf fluttered
from one shoulder to another?
Something was dropped and then picked up.
Who knows, maybe the ball that vanished into childhood's thicket?
There were doorknobs and doorbells
where one touch had covered another beforehand.
Suitcases checked and standing side by side.
One night, perhaps, the same dream,
grown hazy by morning.
Every beginning
is only a sequel, after all,
and the book of events
is always open halfway through.
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