The dead are always looking down on us, they say,

人们说，死者总是俯视着我们，

while we are putting on our shoes or making a sandwich,

当我们穿鞋或做三明治的时候，

they are looking down through the glass-bottom boats of heaven

他们正透过天堂的玻璃底船俯视，

as they row themselves slowly through eternity.

缓慢地划着船，穿过永恒。

They watch the tops of our heads moving below on earth,

他们看着我们的头顶在大地上移动，

and when we lie down in a field or on a couch,

而当我们躺在田野里或沙发上，

drugged perhaps by the hum of a warm afternoon,

或许被一个温暖午后的嗡嗡声催眠，

they think we are looking back at them,

他们以为我们正在回望他们，

which makes them lift their oars and fall silent

这让他们停下船桨，陷入沉默，

and wait, like parents, for us to close our eyes.

等待着，像父母一样，等我们闭上眼睛。