by 六世达赖仓央嘉措
那一夜,我彻夜聆听焚唱,不为参悟,只为寻你的一丝气息;
That night, I listened to the chanting till daybreak, not seeking awakening but the whisper under your breath
那一天,我终日咏诵经文,不为得道,只为倾听你的深情;
That day, I prayed till sunset, not asking for enlightenment but the feel of your compassion
那一月,我转动所有的经筒,不为超度,只为触摸你的指尖;
That month, I turned all prayer wheels, not in quest for nirvana but the tenderness of your fingertips
那一年,我磕长头拥抱尘土,不为朝佛,只为贴近你的温暖;
That year, I prostrated to embrace the dirt along my pilgrimage, not for worshiping the Buddha but a touch of your warmth
那一世,我走遍十万大山,不为修来世,只为途中能与你相见。
That whole life I had, I searched ten thousand mountains, not for a path to reincarnation but the chance to meet you on the paths