现在地球紧紧抽缩

Now is the globe shrunk tight

裹住老鼠愚钝的越冬的心脏。

Round the mouse’s dulled wintering heart.

鼬鼠和乌鸦，仿佛铜铸的模型，

Weasel and crow, as if moulded in brass,

疯疯癫癫地同其他死亡

Move through an outer darkness

在外面的黑暗中游荡，

Not in their right minds,

她，也在追逐着自己的末日，

With the other deaths. She, too, pursues her ends,

冷酷得象这个月的星辰，

Brutal as the stars of this month,

惨白的脑袋重如金属。

Her pale head heavy as metal.