They describe so distinctly everything:

他们把一切和盘托出:

And this they call dog and that they call house,

这个叫做狗，那个叫做房屋，

Here the start and there the end.

这个是开始，那个是结束。

I worry about their mockery with words,

我怕人的聪明，人的讥诮，

They know everything, what will be, what was;

过去和未来，他们似乎全部知道；

No mountain is still miraculous

没有哪座山再令他们感到好奇，

And their house and yard lead right up to god

他们的花园和山庄紧挨上帝。

I want to warn and object:

我不断的警告和抗拒：请离我远一些。

Let the things be !

我爱听万物的声音，可一经

I enjoy listening to the soung they are making

你们触碰，它们就了无声息。

But you always touch

你们毁了我一切的一切。

And they hush and stand still.

That's how you kill.