And he grasps him by the hair

他揪住儿子的发，

With innocent savagery.

带着无知的野蛮。

And the son’s face is calm;

儿子脸容平静；

There is trust there.

因为信任。

And the beast looks on.

那羔羊观望着。

This is what art could do,

这是艺术的能耐，

Interpreting faith

用镇静的凿子

With serene chisel.

诠释信念。

The resistant stone

顽抗之石

Is quiet as our breath,

沉静如我们的气息，

And is accepted.

终被悦纳。