Who doesn’t love

谁不爱

roses, and who

玫瑰，谁

doesn’t love the lilies

不爱黑暗池塘中

of the black ponds

小天鹅一般

floating like flocks

漂浮的

of tiny swans,

睡莲，

and of course, the flaming

以及热烈开放的

trumpet vine

凌霄花呢。

where the hummingbird comes

蜂雀，像一个小小的绿色天使

like a small green angel, to soak

飞来了，

his dark tongue

将它深棕色的舌头

in happiness -

浸泡在幸福中——

and who doesn’t want

谁不希望

to live with the brisk

和它小马达似的心灵

motor of his heart

一起轻快地跳动，

singing

像舒伯特那样

like a Schubert

歌唱，

and his eyes

眼睛

working and working like those days of rapture,

四处观望，像阿尔勒的梵高那样

by Van Gogh in Arles?

心醉神迷？

Look! for most of the world

看！几乎整个世界

is waiting

都在等待

or remembering -

或者回忆——

most of the world is time

几乎整个世界都处于

when we’re not here,

我们不在其中的时刻，

not born yet, or died -

我们尚未出生，或已死去——

a slow fire

一束缓慢燃烧的火，

under the earth with all

与我们所有聋哑、疯狂而盲目的兄妹们，

our dumb wild blind cousins

一起呆在地底，

who also

他们

can’t even remember anymore

甚至不再记得

their own happiness -

自己的幸福——

Look! and then we will be

看！我们

like the pale cool

将如苍白、冰凉的

stones, that last almost

石头，永远

forever.

存在。