这是我所有财物的遗嘱

This is my Testament of all my gear

我的四肢给落叶松；我的眼睛给金盏花，

My limbs to larch; my eyes to marigolds,

我的头发给青草：而你，野地的飞鸟

My locks to grass: and thou, bird of the wolds

在我脑中筑巢，永不惧怕

Build in my brain for nest and never fear

但如果在被毁的山顶上盘旋的飞机

But if on blasted peaks the wheeling Kite

弄黑了惨白的落日当我死时

Darkens a ghastly sunset as I die

我要从那孤独的峭壁上伸出双臂呼喊

I will stretch arms from that lone crag and cry

“感谢神，兀鹫今晚有了大餐”。

"Thank God the Vultures have a feast tonight".