Falling Snow 落雪

Elan

Falling Snow

Amy Lowell

The snow whispers around me

And my wooden clogs

Leave holes behind me in the snow.

But no one will pass this way

Seeking my footsteps,

And when the temple bell rings again

They will be covered and gone.

落雪

艾米·洛威尔

雪在我周围低声絮语，

木屐

在身后的雪地踩出一串小坑。

可没有人会经过这里

寻我的脚印，

当寺钟再次敲响

脚印会被掩埋消失。

美国诗人艾米·洛威尔