Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
. W' i. F+ {$ B2 M' S6 Rby Wislawa Szymborska
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They both thought
9 A: b, u6 _0 t! a; Zthat a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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  N$ v3 P  M8 {' t5 d& SThey thought they didn't know each other,
/ R: Y9 N9 V: P! Y3 Z8 z. Enothing had ever happened between them,
3 H7 b) P! r0 G. k2 H; ?% LThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
$ s/ u% Q. e5 j) H. J4 l5 f/ gWhere they could have met so long ago?

I would like to ask them,
. r0 v0 |4 U8 s4 U2 A* Tif they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
. r7 e+ `# g4 y/ f8 F: @face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
) q( p& Z+ x9 j  A: u. V8 C" h5 m6 T"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
* C2 G$ f+ x6 G7 H( Z5 QNo, they don't remember.
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How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.
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+ _- @+ E  D8 o. V2 tNot quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
! r3 G3 t- D5 T# e0 mwhich brings them nearer and yet further,
0 h+ x4 }  q6 \$ [- l7 vcutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
% h$ B' }( f: }6 EThere were sings, indications,
1 x  D' o) e6 ~6 F3 Aundecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
Something lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
" Q/ w0 Z- Z. T/ \% tin the bushes, in childhood?

There were handles, door bells,
1 _& P: @  _! h0 F) r/ ^3 N, Qwhere, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
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And maybe one night the same dream
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3 y5 ^( S. l! Z; ?0 t+ EBut every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.
/ V% T# b4 y) P% n( X7 XTranslation from Polish by Roman Gren
! V% v1 ?$ G) y/ RTranslation from French by Sarah Hardenberg

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向左走向右走里面有用这首诗的一节哎~!