想象中世界受过浸洗，

The world washed in his imagination.

世界是海岸，无论声音，形式

The world was a shore, whether sound or form

还是光明，送别的纪念物，

Or light, the relic of farewells.

离歌的回响，岩石，

Rock, of valedictory echoings,

他的想象总复归于这些，

To which his imagination returned,

而后又像一行音符驰入空中，

From which it sped, a bar in space.

云间尘沙堆积，巨人

Sand heaped in the clouds, giant that fought

与凶恶的字母搏斗：

Against the murderous alphabet:

麋集的思想，麋集的梦

The swarm of thoughts, the swarm of dreams

梦见遥不可及的乌托邦。

Of inaccessible Utopia.

山的音乐似乎

A mountainous music always seemed

不断飘临，不断消逝。

To be falling and to be passing away.