許多事物，被我詩意的聲音吟唱，
或許，都將感到驕傲：
那就是，無詞的，周圍的呼嘯聲，
或地下受侵蝕的石頭，
或迫使其穿過煙霧的圈圈。
我要考慮
火，風和水，就那麽些..
那就是為什麽我的夢，正如我發現的，
突然會這樣無限地鋪展，
引領我跟在晨星之後。

Many items, maybe, will be proud
To be sung by my poetic voice:
That is, wordless, roaring around,
Or eroding stones underground, 
Or forcing its way through smoke’s coils.
And I want to take into account
Fire, wind and water, so far…
That is why my dreams, as I have found,
Suddenly would spread such extent out,
And lead me after the morning star.