Street in Heaven
Guo Moruo

Blink, blink,
Street lamps bat their eyes:
So many flickering stars!
High up in the sky
They look like street lamps
All newly lit.

Up in the blue, high in the air
There must be a street fair
With all the exquisite treasures
Earth never knows.

But that shallow Milky Way
Cannot be very wide,
Or the Girl Weaver star
Could never meet her Cowherd
Riding along the other shore.

They're wandering up there
Right now, aren't they,
Up in the streets of Heaven?
Aren't they?
Just look at that shooting star:
I'm afraid,
It's their lantern,
Held in their hand
As they go strolling side by side.