I MADE my song a coat

我用古老的神话作为衣料，

Covered with embroideries

为我的歌缝制一件外套，

Out of old mythologies

上面铺满刺绣，

From heel to throat;

层层秘密，从头到脚；

But the fools caught it,

可是愚蠢的人们把它夺去，

Wore it in the world's eyes

穿起来在世人面前炫耀，

As though they'd wrought it.

似乎是他们亲手织造。

Song, let them take it,

让他们拿走吧，

For there's more enterprise

歌啊，没有衣服更好，

In walking naked.

因为裸体行走，

需要胆识更加高超。