There you are, in all your innocence,

你坐在水仙丛中，

Sitting among your daffodils, as in a picture

一付天真烂漫的神气，

Posed as for the title: ‘Innocence’.

如同你在照片旁的题辞：“天真烂漫 ”。

Perfect light in your face lights it up

照在脸上柔和的阳光

Like a daffodil. Like any one of those daffodils

如同盛开的水仙。像那些水仙花中的

it was to be your only April on earth

任何一株，这全然是你在水仙丛中仅有的四月。

Among your daffodils. In your arms,

你新生的婴儿在你的手臂里

Like a teddy bear, your new son,

像一只玩具熊，仅有几个星期

Only a few weeks into his innocence.

进入他的天真。在你神圣的照片里：

Mother and infant, as in the Holy portrait.

母亲和婴儿。在你身旁

And beside you, laughing up at you,

是对着你仰面而笑的女儿，

Your daughter, barely two. Like a Daffodil

只有两个人。像一株水仙，

Your turn your face down to her, saying something.

你俯脸对着她，讲着什么话，

Your words were lost in the camera.

你的话音消失在照相机里。

                                                   And the knowledge

　　　　　　　　　　　　一张难认识的照片：

Inside the hill on which you are sitting,

一座有河围绕的山庄，比你的房屋大 ，

A moated fort hill, bigger than your house,

你坐在山庄里。你接下去的时刻

Failed to reach the picture. While your next moment,

像向你走来的一名步兵

Coming towards you like an infantryman

慢慢地从无人地带返回，

Returning slowly out of no-man’s-land,

在某些东西下面躬身，

Bowed under something, never reached you –

从没有接近你－－

Simply melted into the perfect light.

仅仅融化进那柔和的阳光里。