If the day is done,
假如时光已逝，
if birds sing no more,
鸟儿不再歌唱，
if the wind has flagged tired,
风儿也吹倦了，
then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me,
那就用黑暗的厚幕把我盖上，
even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of  sleep
如同黄昏时节你用睡眠的衾被裹住大地，
and tenderly closed the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk.
又轻轻合上睡莲的花瓣。

From the traveler,
whose sack of provisions is empty before the voyage  is ended,
路途未完，行囊已空,
whose garment is torn and dust-laden,
衣裳破裂污损，
whose strength is exhausted,
人已精疲力竭。
remove shame and poverty,
你驱散了旅客的羞愧和困窘，
and renew his life like a flower under the cover of thy  kindly night.
使他在你仁慈的夜幕下，如花朵般焕发生机。
                                        
                                                      Rabindranath Tagore
                                                       罗宾德拉纳德·泰戈尔

What‘s a lovely poem.

Both English and Chinese versions are beautiful.
语言真是一个很神奇的东西～