"WHERE have I come from, where did you pick me up?" the baby asked its mother. “我是从哪儿来的，你，在哪儿把我捡起来的？”孩子问他的妈妈说。
She answered half crying, half laughing, and clasping the baby to her breast,-- "You were hidden in my heart as its desire, my darling. 她把孩子紧紧地搂在胸前，半哭半笑地答道——“你曾被我当作心愿藏在我的心里，我的宝贝。
You were in the dolls of my childhood's games; and when with clay I made the image of my god every morning, I made and unmade you then. “你曾存在于我孩童时代玩的泥娃娃身上；每天早晨我用泥土塑造我的神像，那时我反复地塑了又捏碎了的就是你。
You were enshrined with our household deity, in his worship I worshipped you. “你曾和我们的家庭守护神一同受到祀奉，我崇拜家神时也就崇拜了你。
In all my hopes and my loves, in my life, in the life of my mother you have lived. “你曾活在我所有的希望和爱情里，活在我的生命里，我母亲的生命里。
In the lap of the deathless Spirit who rules our home you have been nursed for ages. “在主宰着我们家庭的不死的精灵的膝上，你已经被抚育了好多代了。
When in girlhood my heart was opening its petals, you hovered as a fragrance about it. “当我做女孩子的时候，我的心的花瓣儿张开，你就像一股花香似地散发出来。
Your tender softness bloomed in my youthful limbs, like a glow in the sky before the sunrise. “你的软软的温柔，在我的青春的肢体上开花了，像太阳出来之前的天空上的一片曙光。
