I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.

　　我今晨坐在窗前，世界如路人一樣，停留一會，向我點點頭，有走過去了。

　　Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.

　　聽啊，我的新，聽著世界向你的輕聲耳語，它在訴說愛情。

　　 泰戈爾《飛鳥集》