我是一个熟悉了黑夜的人。

I have been one acquainted with the night.

我曾在雨中出行，雨中返程，

I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.

我走出过城市最远的光痕。

I have outwalked the furthest city light.

我俯察过城市最忧郁的小径。

I have looked down the saddest city lane.

我走过了敲着钟的守夜人，

I have passed by the watchman on his beat

并垂下眼帘，不愿去澄清。

And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

远处一声被打断的疾呼

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

从临街传来，越过屋檐，

When far away an interrupted cry

我静静站定让足音停住，

Came over houses from another street,

但并非唤我回去或说再见；

But not to call me back or say good-bye;

在更远处超出尘世的高处，

And further still at an unearthly height,

一座闪耀的钟直指着苍天，

One luminary clock against the sky

宣布时间没有正确与错误。

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.

我是一个熟悉了黑夜的人。

I have been one acquainted with the night.