If the red slayer think he slays,

假如血腥的刽子手想到自己是在杀人，

Or if the slain think he is slain,

或者被杀者知道自己的死因，

They know not well the subtle ways

他们却无法参透冥冥天机，

I keep, and pass, and turn again.

我在维系大千世界的转轮。

Far or forgot to me is near;

太阳是阴影，远即是近，

Shadow and sunlight are the same;

忘却记忆犹新；

The vanished gods to me appear;

宠辱于我没有两样，

And one to me are shame and fame.

神灵对我隐身又显身。

They reckon ill who leave me out;

我是他们身上的翅膀，

When me they fly, I am the wings;

想要弃我远飞岂不愚蠢！

I am the doubter and the doubt,

我是梵天信徒唱颂的赞歌，

I am the hymn the Brahmin sings.

我提出疑问又被疑问。

The strong gods pine for my abode,

我的居所威猛的众神艳羡不已，

And pine in vain the sacred Seven;

圣贤们也枉自四处追寻；

But thou, meek lover of the good!

但是，找到我就不可信仰苍天，

Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.

你这慊和的向善之人！