Silver dust

银色的尘雾

lifted from the earth,

从地面升起，

higher than my arms reach,

我的手够不着，

you have mounted.

你升得那么高。

O silver,

哦白银，

higher than my arms reach

我手够不着

you front us with great mass;

你花团锦簇向着我们；

no flower ever opened

没别的花能开出

so staunch a white leaf,

如此坚挺纯白的花瓣，

no flower ever parted silver

没别的花能从如此罕见的白银

from such rare silver;

再分离出白银；

O white pear,

哦洁白的梨花，

your flower-tufts,

你一簇簇花团

thick on the branch,

怒放在枝头，

bring summer and ripe fruits

用你紫色的心

in their purple hearts.

带来夏天，带来成熟的果实。