The farmer in deep thought

沉思的农夫

is pacing through the rain

淋着雨踱步

among his blank fields, with

在未耕种的田里，双手

hands in pockets,

插在兜中，

in his head

在他头脑里

the harvest already planted.

庄稼已经种下。

A cold wind ruffles the water

寒风吹皱

among the browned weeds.

棕黄野草间的池水，

On all sides

四面八方

the world rolls coldly away :

世界冰冷地向前滚动：

black orchards

黑色的果园

darkened by the March clouds —

在三月的云下更加幽暗——

leaving room for thought.

耐人寻思。

Down past the brushwood

在大雨洗过的大马路旁

bristling by

那蒙茸的

the rainsluiced wagonroad

灌木林后

looms the artist figure of

朦胧地显出农夫

the farmer — composing

那艺术家的身影——在创作

— antagonist.

——苦斗的人