Love at First Sight

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Love at First Sight
by Wislawa Szymborska

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They both thought
( o7 ~1 d1 C7 [- {) ethat a sudden feeling had united them
" b# R$ C) o7 kThis certainty is beautiful,
' e$ a2 J$ I) ]Even more beautiful than uncertainty.
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$ r' U. n  h! Z8 @6 y- c' W9 [# V2 wThey thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
3 l2 G! j- t, nThese streets, these stairs, this corridors,
! ?5 u( s3 k2 I% D* kWhere they could have met so long ago?
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I would like to ask them,
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9 S( h. V6 [2 y/ W, uperhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
! F' k! b8 J  P2 @"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.

& j3 ]. @/ W/ {% t$ T  GHow surprised they would be
& ~9 k- f7 o* q" E; T. K0 A0 cFor such a long time already
4 w/ @2 f: \3 X1 R9 w6 v+ s  |Fate has been playing with them.

' F, p2 ]1 e7 ]( T1 x6 W6 ~7 mNot quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
  U3 s6 y; B+ M6 jcutting their path
+ F; M: N4 X: n! v  S' Y) {and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
! w% e  i8 g. F5 w: Vundecipherable, what does in matter.
3 O( K: g& V8 p; L2 }Three years ago, perhaps
8 ?* p& B- k. }# K9 Y4 h+ u4 B5 for even last Tuesday,
! J/ x7 c3 s8 r% b7 g+ Wthis leaf flying
. O" u$ ]  S) ]4 vfrom one shoulder to another?
5 k2 z  E7 j, J" g. xSomething lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
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$ _2 l) O! t- [" _. h9 \, s* tThere were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
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suitcases next to one another in the
+ Z; E8 j+ ?* j9 O' q0 J7 oleft luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
" d! b9 Z3 n3 C1 S7 Dforgotten on walking;

, @* J/ Q' ^: g& kBut every beginning
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and the book of fate is
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Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation 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~!