他将世界顶在他的鼻子上，

He held the world upon his nose

以这种方式他给出一次投掷。

And this-a-way he gave a fling.

他的长袍和象征，哎-咿-咿——

His robes and symbols, ai-yi-yi—

以那种方式他转动事物。

And that-a-way he twirled the thing.

阴郁如冷杉，液态状的猫，

Sombre as fir-trees, liquid cats

在草地上无声走动。

Moved in the grass without a sound.

他们不知道草地在旋转。

They did not know the grass went round.

猫拥有猫，草地变灰，

The cats had cats and the grass turned gray

而世界拥有世界，哎，这种方式：

And the world had worlds, ai, this-a-way:

草地变青，草地变灰。

The grass turned green and the grass turned gray.

鼻子是永恒的，那种方式。

And the nose is eternal, that-a-way.

事物如其曾是，事物如其所是，

Things as they were, things as they are.

事物如其将是，不久之后……

Things as they will be by and by . . .

一根胖胖的拇指奏出哎-咿-咿。

A fat thumb beats out ai-yi-yi.