“天堂”,我難以觸及!
樹上的蘋果——
若是高高懸起,無從采摘——
便是,我的“天堂”!
流云上的色彩——
山后——
一片禁地,后面的房屋——
就是樂園的處所!
她嘲弄的紫袍,每個午后——
輕信的誘餌——
把魔術師深深戀慕——
就在昨天,我們遭到回絕!
“Heaven”—is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree—
Provided it do hopeless—hang—
That—“Heaven” is—to Me!
The Color, on the Cruising Cloud—
The interdicted Land—
Behind the Hill—the House behind—
There—Paradise—is found!
Her teasing Purples—Afternoons—
The credulous—decoy—
Enamored—of the Conjuror—
That spurned us—Yesterday!