And the color, the overcast blue

在色彩中，在空中黯淡的

Of the air, in which the blue guitar

蓝中，蓝色吉他

Is a form, described but difficult,

是一种形式，被描述，却难以被描述，

And I am merely a shadow hunched

我只是一个影子，伏在

Above the arrowy, still strings,

箭一般静止的弦上，

The maker of a thing yet to be made;

一个尚未被创造之物的创造者；

The color like a thought that grows

色彩就像一个念头，从基调中

Out of a mood, the tragic robe

产生，演员悲剧的

Of the actor, half his gesture, half

长袍，一半是他的姿态，一半

His speech, the dress of his meaning, silk

是他的言辞，他意义的外衣，浸透了

Sodden with his melancholy words,

他忧郁话语的丝绸，

The weather of his stage, himself.

他舞台的天气，他自己。