He clasps the crag with crooked hands;

扭曲的鹰爪扣紧山岩，

Close to the sun in lonely lands,

头接孤峰上的太阳，

Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.

身披如洗的蓝天。

脚下苍海绽微澜，

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;

傲立峰头闲看，

He watches from his mountain walls,

划然落，却似雷霆下九天。

And like a thunderbolt he falls.