在临时兵营的一个冷僻角落

If, in an odd angle of the hutment,

罐头瓶里插着花，而小狗在舐

A puppy laps the water from a can

罐头里的水，喝醉的军曹刮脸

Of flowers, and the drunk sergeant shaving

吹着《哦，天堂！》 1 ——难道我能否认

Whistles O Paradiso! —shall I say that man

人对人是豺狼这句常言？

Is not as men have said: a wolf to man?

别的杀人者鱼贯而入，呵欠连天；

The other murderers troop in yawning;

三个人掷钱游戏，一个睡觉，

Three of them play Pitch, one sleeps, and one

一个计算飞行次数，躺着流汗，

Lies counting missions, lies there sweating

直到他的心也跳着数：一、一、一。

Till even his heart beats: One; One; One.

《哦，杀人者！》……但事情就是这么做的：

O murderers !... Still, this is how it's done:

这是战争……既然他们在死之前，

This is a war... But since these play, before they die,

还像小狗跟小狗一样玩；既然作为人

Like puppies with their puppy; since, a man,

我跟他们一样行事，却能身免——

I did as these have done, but did not die—

我尽我所能让大家高兴，

I will content the people as I can

让他们各自取乐：瞧这人！

And give up these to them: Behold the man!

为了他我在梦中吃多少苦，

I have suffered, in a dream, because of him,

为了人，这最后的救世主，

Many things; for this last saviour, man,

我过去撒谎，现在撒谎。但什么是谎？

I have lied as I lie now. But what is lying?

人用血洗手，尽量洗清楚：

Men wash their hands, in blood, as best they can:

这正直的人，我看不出有何错处。

I find no fault in this just man.