我要了

很好啊！我要了。

好诗阿

想到了电影中的情节。。。
谢谢楼主^_^

我也要！

看着上面的诗句，就想起了，电影中，男女主角相遇并分离时口中说朗诵时的情形……
粉美诶……

请问原文是英文还是波兰文啊？

好美的诗句~~

想到了电影，想到了自己，谢谢楼主。。。。。

意境真的是很像，
是波兰文。

Both are convinced
that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together.
Beautiful is such a certainty,
but uncertainty is more beautiful.
 
Because they didn’t know each other earlier, they suppose that
nothing was happening between them.
What of the streets, stairways and corridors
where they could have passed each other long ago?
 
I’d like to ask them
whether they remember-- perhaps in a revolving door
ever being face to face?
an "excuse me" in a crowd
or a voice "wrong number" in the receiver.
But I know their answer:
no, they don’t remember.
 
They’d be greatly astonished
to learn that for a long time
chance had been playing with them.
 
Not yet wholly ready
to transform into fate for them
it approached them, then backed off,
stood in their way
and, suppressing a giggle,
jumped to the side.  There were signs, signals:
but what of it if they were illegible.
Perhaps three years ago,
or last Tuesday
did a certain leaflet fly
from shoulder to shoulder?
There was something lost and picked up.
Who knows but what it was a ball
in the bushes of childhood.
 
There were doorknobs and bells
on which earlier
touch piled on touch.
Bags beside each other in the luggage room.
Perhaps they had the same dream on a certain night,
suddenly erased after waking.
 
Every beginning
is but a continuation,
and the book of events
is never more than half open.