I am a flower.
我是花。
Yes, I’m beautiful. I've heard it before and it nevergrows old.
是的,我很美。人们常这么说,而且我也百听不厌。
I'm worshiped for my looks, my scent, my looks.
人们崇拜我的长相,我的气味,我的长相(重要事情重复一遍….)
But here's the thing. Life starts with me.
但关键是:生命由我开始。
You see I feed people. Every fruit comes from me.
你瞧,我在哺育人类。每个水果来自于我。
Every potato. Me.
每个土豆,来自于我。
Every kernel of corn. Me. Every grain of rice. Me.
每粒玉米,来自于我。每颗麦子也来自于我。
Me, me, me, I know. But it's true.
我,我,我,我知道(都是我)。但这是真的。
And sometimes I feed their souls.
有时我还滋养人们的心灵。
I am their words when they have none.
当人们不知说什么的时候,我就是他们的表达。
I say “I love you,” without a sound. “I'm sorry,” without a voice.
我说“我爱你”不带一个声响。“我很抱歉,”没有一个声音。
I inspire the greatest of them.
我给最伟大的人们以启迪。
Painters, poets, pattern makers. I've been a muse to them all.
画家,诗人,模型师。我一直是他们的缪斯。
But in my experience, people underestimate the power of a pretty little flower.
但以我的经验,人们低估了一朵漂亮小花的力量。
Because their life does start with me and it could end without me.
因为他们的生命可以因我而起,也可以因没有了我而终。