孩子们会集在无尽世界的海滨。

头上无垠的天穹静止，不息的海水在足下汹涌。孩子们会集在无边世界的海滨，叫着，跳着。

他们拿沙来建筑房屋，拿空贝壳来做游戏。他们把落叶编成了船，笑嘻嘻地把它们放到大海上。孩子们在世界的海滨，做他们的游戏。

他们不知道怎样游泳，他们不知道怎样撒网。采珠人潜水寻觅珍珠，商人乘船航行，而孩子们将鹅卵石拾起又抛散，他们不寻找宝藏，他们不知道怎样撒网。

大海笑着涌起波浪，而海滩的微笑荡漾着淡淡的光芒。凶险的波涛，对着孩子们唱无意义的歌曲，就像一个母亲在摇动她孩子的摇篮时一样。大海和孩子们一同游戏，而海滩的微笑荡漾着淡淡的光芒。

孩子们会集在无尽世界的海滨。狂风暴雨在无径的空中怒吼，航船沉碎在无踪的海水里崩解，孩子们却在游戏。在无尽世界的海滨，孩子们会集着。

On The Seashore

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.

The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances.

They build their houses with sand，and they play with empty shells.

With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep. Children have their play on the seashore of worlds.

They know not how to swim，they know not how to cast nets. Pearlfishers dive for pearls，merchants sail in their ships，while children gather pebbles and scatter them again. They seek not for hidden treasures，they know not how to cast nets.

The sea surges up with laughter，and pale gleams the smile of the seabeach.

Death‐dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to the children，even like a mother while rocking her baby’s cradle. The sea plays with children，and pale gleams the smile of the sea‐beach.

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet. Tempest roams in the pathless sky，ships are wrecked in the trackless water，death is abroad and children play. On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children.