It was only a bird call at evening,unidentified, 

那只是一只鸟在晚上鸣叫，认不出是什么鸟，

As I came from the spring with water,across the rocky back-pasture; 

当我从泉边取水回来，走过满是石头的牧场，

But I stood so still sky above was not stiller than sky in pail-water. 

我站得那么静，头上的天空和水桶里的天空一样静。

Years pass,all places and faces fade,some people have died, 

多少年过去，多少地方多少脸都淡漠了，有的人已谢世，

And I stand in a far land,the evening still,and am at last sure 

而我站在远方，夜那么静，我终于肯定

That I miss more that stillness at bird-call than some things that were to fail later。

我最怀念的，不是那些终将消逝的东西，而是鸟鸣时那种宁静。