一棵开花的树 A Blooming Tree

A Blooming Tree
     By Xi Murong

How much I wish you could meet me
When I am at my most beautiful?
For this,
I've prayed to Buddha for 500 years.
Prayed to him to grant me a chance in a worldly life.

Buddha, then turned me to a tree,
Growing on the path you will walk along, 
In the sun, blooming lushly and discreetly.
And every flower presents the keenness of my past lives. 

When you come near, may you carefully listen?
Those trembling leaves 
Are my enthusiasm of expectation. 

Without even noticing me, finally, you've passed by.
Behind you, falling on the ground,
My dear, is my not flower petals,
But  my withered heart.

一棵开花的树

---席慕容

如何让你遇见我
在我最美丽的时刻
为这
我已在佛前求了五百年
求它让我们结一段尘缘
佛于是把我化作一棵树
长在你必经的路旁
阳光下慎重地开满了花
朵朵都是我前世的盼望
当你走近
请你细听
颤抖的叶是我等待的热情
而你终于无视地走过
在你身后落了一地的
朋友啊 那不是花瓣
是我凋零的心