許其正：噴泉

拋撒一把上去，又拋撒一把上去……

是誰在往上拋撒的呢

他竟然有那麼奇妙的神力

那一把把白色的細石子

經他往上一拋撒

就綻開成了一叢叢白色小花

一叢叢純潔，一叢叢美

生命呀，升騰吧

生命呀，激盪吧

那一把把白色的細石子

是一叢叢白色小花

一叢叢純潔，一叢叢美

持續不斷地綻放在空中

是誰往上拋撒的呢

他竟然有那麼奇妙的神力

拋撒一把上去，又拋撒一把上去……

The Fountain 　Hsu ChiCheng

Shooting a fit of white gravel-like fine cobble, and then another fit…

He who shoots it up

Should have such great magic power

Those white gravel-like fine cobble

Are turned into clusters of white flowers

Clusters of purity, clusters of beauty

After he has thrown it up

Rise up, oh, life

Surge up, oh, life

Those white gravel-like fine cobble

Are clusters of little flowers

Clusters of purity, clusters of beauty

Which blooming incessantly in the air

He who shoots it up

Should have such magic power

Shooting a fit of white gravel-like fine cobble, and then another fit…

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