以前我读不懂你的暗号,一捧尘土也能将它遮掩。
如今智慧增长,我便在所有那些从前的障眼之物中看到了它的容颜。
你把它描上一片片花瓣;水波让它在浮沤中闪现;群山将它高高地擎上了峰巅。
以前我对你掉头不顾,因此不能正确解读你的文字,无法领会其中深意。
A handful of dust could hide your signal when I did not know its meaning.
Now that I am wiser I read it in all that hid it before.
It is painted in petals of flowers; waves flash it from their foam; hills hold it high on their summits.
I had my face turned from you, therefore I read the letters awry and knew not their meaning.