THE SOURCE
The sleep that flits on baby's eyes—does anybody know from where it comes？ Yes， there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where， in the fairy village among shadows of the forest dimly lit with glow-worms， there hang two shy buds of enchantment. From there it comes to kiss baby's eyes.
The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps—does anybody know where it was born？ Yes， there is a rumour that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud， and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morningthe smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps.
The sweet， soft freshness that blooms on baby's limbs—does anybody know where it was hidden so long？ Yes， when the mother was a young girl it lay pervading her heart in tender and silent mystery of love—the sweet， soft freshness that has bloomed on baby's limbs.
来源
流泛在孩子两眼的睡眠，——有谁知道他是从什么地方来的？是的，有个谣传，说他是住在萤火虫朦胧地照着的林影里的仙村里，在那个地方挂着两个迷人的怯的蓓蕾。他便是从那个地方来吻着孩子的两眼的。
当孩子睡时，微笑在他唇上浮动着，——有谁知道他是从什么地方生出来的？是的，有个谣传，说，一线新月的幼嫩的清光，触着将消未消的秋云边上，微笑便在那个地方初生在一个浴在清露里的早晨的梦中了。
甜蜜柔嫩的新鲜情景，在孩子的四肢上展放着，——有谁知道他在什么地方藏得这样久？是的，当母亲是一个少女的时候，他已在爱的温柔而沉静的神秘中，潜伏在她的心里。——甜蜜柔嫩的新鲜情景，在孩子的四肢上展放着。
BABYS WAY
If baby only wanted to， he could fly up to heaven this moment.
It is not for nothing that he does not leave us.
He loves to rest his head on mother's bosom， and cannot ever bear to lose sight of her.
Baby knows all manner of wise words， though few on earth can understand their meaning.
It is not for nothing that he never wants to speak.
The one thing he wants is to learn mother's words from mother's lips. That is why he looks so innocent.
Baby had a heap of gold and pearls， yet he came like a beggar on to this earth.
It is not for nothing he came in such a disguise.
This dear little naked mendicant pretends to be utterly helpless， so that he may beg for mother's wealth of love.
Baby was so free from every tie in the land of the tiny crescent moon.
It was not for nothing he gave up his freedom.
He knows that there is room for endless joy in mother's little corner of a heart， and it is sweeter far than liberty to be caught and pressed in her dear arms.
Baby never knew how to cry. He dwelt in the land of perfect bliss.
It is not for nothing he has chosen to shed tears.
Though with the smile of his dear face he draws mother's yearning heart to him， yet his little cries over tiny troubles weave the double bond of pity and love.
孩童之道
只要孩童愿意，他此刻便可飞上天去。
他所以不离开我们，并不是没有缘故。
他爱把他的头倚在妈妈的胸间，他即使是一刻不见她，也是不行的。
孩童知道各式各样的聪明话，虽然世间的人很少懂得这些话的意义。
他所以永不想说，并不是没有缘故。
他所要做的一件事，就是要学习从妈妈的嘴唇里说出来的话。那就是他所以看来这样天真的缘故。
孩童有成堆的黄金与珠子，但他到这个世界上来，却像一个乞丐。
他所以这样假装了来，并不是没有缘故。
这个可爱的小小的裸着身体的乞丐，所以假装着完全无助的样子，便是想要乞求妈妈的爱的财富。
孩童在纤小的新月的世界里，是一切束缚都没有的。
他所以放弃了他的自由，并不是没有缘故。
他知道有无穷的快乐藏在妈妈的心的小小一隅里，被妈妈亲爱的手臂拥抱着，其甜美远胜过自由。
孩童永不知道如何哭泣。他所住的是完全的乐土。
他所以要流泪，并不是没有缘故。
虽然他用了可爱的脸儿上的微笑，引逗得他妈妈的热切的心向着他，然而他的因为细故而发的小小的哭声，却编成了怜与爱的双重约束的带子。