And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

太阳变得温顺，温顺的太阳变得短暂，一年微笑着走近它的死亡。

-- William Cullen Bryant 布赖恩特