I Like For You to Be Still - by Neruda（我喜欢你是寂静的 - 聂鲁达）

I like for you to be still <br> by Neruda<br><br>I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent<br>and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you<br>It seems as though your eyes had flown away<br>and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth<br>As all things are filled with my soul<br>you emerge from the things, filled with my soul<br>You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream<br>and you are like the word Melancholy<br> <br>I like for you to be still, and you seem far away<br>It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove<br>And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you<br>Let me come to be still in your silence<br>And let me talk to you with your silence<br>that is bright as a lamp, simple as a ring<br>You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations<br>Your silence is that of a star, as remote and candid<br> <br>I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent<br>distant and full of sorrow...