I died for beauty, but was scarce

我为美而死，嫌理据不足

Adjusted in the tomb,

在黄泉下又有所修补

When one who died for truth was lain

因为有为真理而死的——

In an adjoining room.

他就在我隔壁的屋

He questioned softly why I failed?

他轻声问我的死因

“For beauty,” I replied.

“为了美”——我的答复

“And I for truth, －the two are one;

“我为真理，殊途同归，

We brethren are,” he said.

我们似兄弟”——他的陈述。

And so, as kinsmen met a night,

夜晚如此相遇，情同手足

We talked between the rooms,

我们在屋中彼此倾诉

Until the moss had reached our lips,

直至嘴唇上长出苔丝

And covered up our names.

把我们的姓名遮住