I am a native in this world

我是这个世界的土著，

And think in it as a native thinks,

像一个土著那样在其中思考，

Gesu, not native of a mind

老天，不是思考着我称之为我自己思想的

Thinking the thoughts I call my own.

精神的土著，

Native, a native in the world

而是土著，一个世界的土著，

And like a native think in it.

而就像一个土著在其中思考。

It could not be a mind, the wave

它不可能是一种精神，一种波浪，

In which the watery grasses flow

水草在其中流动，

And yet are fixed as a photograph.

却被固定为一帧照片，

The wind in which the dead leaves blow.

一种风，死去的叶子在其中飘零。

Here I inhale profounder strength

我在这里吸入更深沉的力量，

And as I am, I speak and move

如我所是，所说，所行走，

And things are as I think they are

事物如我所想

And say they are on the blue guitar.

即是说它们在蓝色吉他上。