他揪住儿子的发，

And he grasps him by the hair

带着无知的野蛮。

With innocent savagery.

儿子脸容平静；

And the son’s face is calm;

因为信任。

There is trust there.

那羔羊观望着。

And the beast looks on.

这是艺术的能耐，

This is what art could do,

用镇静的凿子

Interpreting faith

诠释信念。

With serene chisel.

顽抗之石

The resistant stone

沉静如我们的气息，

Is quiet as our breath,

终被悦纳。

And is accepted.