抬头望去，我看见那只古铜色的蝴蝶，

Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,

睡在黑色的树干上，

Asleep on the black trunk,

绿阴中，它像一枚树叶一样飘动着。

blowing like a leaf in green shadow.

空屋后面的山谷中，

Down the ravine behind the empty house,

牛铃不断回响

The cowbells follow one another

消失在黄昏的远方。

Into the distances of the afternoon.

我的右边，

To my right,

两棵松树之间的田野阳光明媚，

In a field of sunlight between two pines,

马儿们去年留下的粪便

The droppings of last year's horses

闪烁着，成了金色的石头。

Blaze up into golden stones.

我斜躺着，而暮色渐浓，黑夜上演了。

I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.

一只雏鹰在空中飘浮，寻找着自己的家。

A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home.

我浪费了我的生命。

I have wasted my life.