渐渐地，我们将习惯黑暗，

当光逐一暗淡，

纵然有好心的邻人点起灯，

也只能照亮告别的一瞬。

会有片刻，我们脚步仓皇，

因为夜晚如此陌生，

而后，一点点看透黑暗，

找到你的路，再无彷徨。

生命中的暗夜也是一样，

当暮色在脑海中降临，

没有一缕月光为你照亮，

所有的星星都已深藏。

此时最勇敢的也会犹疑，

摸索着踟蹰而行，

唯有在黑暗中一次次碰壁，

才能学着将前路看清。

所以，径直走吧，

生活就是这样——

要么你终于适应了黑暗，

要么黑暗为你而放光。

We grow accustomed to the Dark -

When light is put away

As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp

To witness her Goodbye -

A Moment - We uncertain step

For newness of the night

Then - fit our Vision to the Dark

And meet the Road - erect -

And so of larger - Darkness-T

hose Evenings of the Brain-

When not a Moon disclose a sign -?

Or Star - come out - within -

The Bravest - grope a little -

And sometimes hit a Tree

Directly in the Forehead -

But as they learn to see -

Either the Darkness alters -

Or something in the sight

Adjusts itself to Midnight -

And Life steps almost straight