I wanted to be sure to reach you;

我本想确信能够抵达你；

though my ship was on the way it got caught

尽管我的船还在

in some moorings. I am always tying up

时而停泊的路上。我总是才拴紧缆绳

and then deciding to depart. In storms and

就又决定起航。在风暴和

at sunset, with the metallic coils of the tide

日落中，潮汐的金属线圈缠绕着

around my fathomless arms, I am unable

我深不可测的手臂，我难以理解

to understand the forms of my vanity

我身上虚荣的形状

or I am hard alee with my Polish rudder

凭着手中的波兰舵

in my hand and the sun sinking. To

我在下风舷处苦磨，而太阳

you I offer my hull and the tattered cordage

渐渐西沉。为你

of my will. The terrible channels where

我献上我的船身，和我意志

the wind drives me against the brown lips

那根残破的绳索。可怖的航程

of the reeds are not all behind me. Yet

并不全然在我身后，途中的风

I trust the sanity of my vessel; and

教我撞上芦苇那棕色的嘴唇。然而

if it sinks, it may well be in answer

我坚信我的船还清醒；不过

to the reasoning of the eternal voices,

要是它沉了，它或将很好地答复

the waves which have kept me from reaching you.

那喋喋不休的推理，

那些阻止我向你抵达的海浪。