群星在紫光中旋转，你的星不像

Stars wheel in purple, yours is not so rare

黄昏星那样难得露面，也不那么巨大

as Hesperus, nor yet so great a star

如明亮的“毕宿五”或是“天狼”，

as bright Aldebaran or Sirius,

也不像战神的那颗那样血污耀眼。

nor yet the stained and brilliant one of War;

群星在紫光中回旋，光辉夺目；

stars turn in purple, glorious to the sight;

你的星没有“七姊妹”那么仁慈

yours is not gracious as the Pleiads are

也不像“猎户座”那些蓝宝石，璀璨晶莹；

nor as Orion's sapphires, luminous;

而是显得清醒、矜持、冷峻，

yet disenchanted, cold, imperious face,

当所有别的星摇摇欲坠，忽明忽灭

when all the others blighted, reel and fall,

你的星却钢铸般一动不动，独自赴约

your star, steel-set, keeps lone and frigid tryst

去会见货船，当它们在风浪中航向不明。

to freighted ships, baffled in wind and blast.