风在四点骤然刮起，撞击着

The wind sprang up at four o'clock

在生与死之间摆动的钟铃

The wind sprang up and broke the bells

这里，在死亡的梦幻国土中

Swinging between life and death

混乱的争斗出现了苏醒的回音

Here, in death's dream kingdom

它究竟是梦呢还是其他 ？

The waking echo of confusing strife

当逐渐变暗的河面

Is it a dream or something else

竞是一张流着汗和泪的脸时

When the surface of the blackened river

我的目光穿越渐暗的河水

Is a face that sweats with tears?

营地的篝火与异国的长矛一起晃动。

I saw across the blackened river

这儿，越过死亡的另一河流

The camp fire shake with alien spears.

鞑靼族的骑兵摇晃着他们的矛头。

Here, across death's other river

The Tartar horsemen shake their spears.