我俯首下视,悠闲地观察一片夏天的草叶。
i believe you y soul, the other i a t not abase itself to you,
and you t not be abased to the other
loafe with on the grass, loose the s fro your throat,
not words, not ic or rhy i want, not cto or lecture, not even the best,
only the ll i like, the hu of your valvd voice
我相信你,我的灵魂,但我绝不使别人向你屈尊,
你也不应该对别人自低身份。
和我在草上优游吧,松开你的嗓子,
我不需要言语、或者歌唱、或者音乐,不要那些俗套或一番演说,即使是最好的我也不需要,
我只喜欢安静,喜欢你的有调节的声音的低吟。
and liitless are leaves stiff or droog the fields,
and
own ants the little wells beneath the,
and ossy scabs of the wor fence, hea’d stones, elder, ulle and oke-weed
无穷无尽的是僵枯地飘落在田地里的树叶子,
和叶下小孔里的棕色的蚁,