主啊，是时候了。夏日如此之长。

Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.　　

把你的影子卧在日规上吧，

Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,　　

再在田野上放开风的马缰。

and on the meadows let the wind go free.　　

命令那最后的水果更加饱满；

Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine;　　

再给它们加两天南方的温暖，

grant them a few more warm transparent days,　　

好把它们催向完成，再往那

urge them on to fulfillment then, and press　　

浓冽的酒浆里压进最后的甜。

the final sweetness into the heavy wine.　　

今日无房者，不再为自己造房，

Whoever has no house now, will never have one.　　

今日孤独者，将长期会这样，

Whoever is alone will stay alone,　　

将会长醒，长读，写长长的信，

will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,　　

将会随着飘荡的落叶之群

and wander the boulevards, up and down,　　

在林荫道上彷徨，彷徨，彷徨……

restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.