我们是放学后留堂研习快乐的穷学生。

We are poor students who stay after school to study joy.

我们好似那些印度群山中的鸟儿。

We are like those birds in the India mountains.

我是一个寡妇，孩子是她唯一的快乐。

I am a widow whose child is her only joy.

我蚂蚁般的脑袋里装着的唯一东西

The only thing I hold in my ant-like head

就是建造者的糖堡设计图。

Is the builder’s plan of the castle of sugar.

仅仅偷一粒糖也是一种快乐！

Just to steal one grain of sugar is a joy!

像一只鸟儿，我们飞离黑暗进入

Like a bird, we fly out of darkness into the hall,

被歌声照亮的厅堂，然后又飞离。

Which is lit with singing, then fly out again.

被隔绝在温暖的厅堂外也是一种快乐。

Being shut out of the warm hall is also a joy.

我是一个落后者、懒汉、傻瓜蛋。但我爱

I am a laggard, a loafer, and an idiot. But I love

读这些人的故事，他们曾瞥上一眼

To read about those who caught one glimpse

那张脸，在二十年后死去，伴着快乐。

Of the Face, and died twenty years later in joy.

我不在乎你说我将立刻死去。

I don’t mind your saying I will die soon.

甚至在“立刻”这词的声音里，我听见

Even in the sound of the word soon, I hear

一个“你”字，“你”起头的每个句子都有关快乐。

The word you which begins every sentence of joy.

“你是一个小偷！”法官说。“让我们看看

“You’re a thief!” the judge said. “Let’s see

你的手！”我在法庭上展出我结着老茧的双手。

Your hands!” I showed my callused hands in court.

我的判决是一千年的快乐。

My sentence was a thousand years of joy.