我们不会在天堂见到他们的胡须，

We shall not ever meet them bearded in heaven,

也不会在地狱的光头中晒太阳；

Nor sunning themselves among the bald of hell;

如果有，那也是在黄昏时分荒芜的校园里，

If anywhere, in the deserted schoolyard at twilight,

也许他们会围成一个圈，或者手拉着手

Forming a ring, perhaps, or joining hands

在我们已经忘记名字的游戏中。

In games whose very names we have forgotten.

来吧，记忆，让我们在阴影中寻找他们。

Come, memory, let us seek them there in the shadows.