His hat was old, his coat was worn, his elbows were in holes; water trickled through his shoes, and the stars through his soul.

他的帽子是破旧的，衣服是磨损的，他的袖子有洞，水浸透他的鞋底，星光照彻他的灵魂。

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O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

神阿，你是我的神，我要切切地寻求你。在干旱疲乏无水之地，我渴想你，我的心切慕你。

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The hollow of morning/ Holds my soul still/ As water in a jar

黎明的虚空/承载住我的灵魂/就像瓶中盛着水

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When the Gore folks teased him for making hay of his basketball career, he might have said that if the Veep had been so much as an NBA water boy instead of the inventor of the Internet, he'd be wearing a jersey and doing the soul shake on the campaign trail.

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