催开我绿色年华；炸毁树根的力量

    是我的毁灭者。

    而我哑然告知弯曲的玫瑰

    我的青春同样被冬天的高烧压弯。

    驱动穿透岩。石之水的力量

    驱动我的鲜血；枯竭滔滔不绝的力量

    使我的血凝结。

    而我哑然告知我的血管

    同样的嘴怎样吮吸那山泉。

    在池中搅动水的手

    搅动流沙；牵引急风的手

    牵引我裹尸布的帆。

    而我哑然告知那绞死的人

    我的泥土怎样制成刽子手的石灰。

    时间之唇蛭吸源泉；

    爱情滴散聚合，但沉落的血

    会平息她的痛楚。

    我哑然告知一种气候的风

    时间怎样沿星星滴答成天堂。

    而我哑然告知情人的墓穴

    我床单上怎样蠕动着同样的蛆虫。

    The Force that Through the Green Fuse Drives the Flower

    The force that through the green fuse drives the flower

    Drives my green age； that blasts the roots of trees

    Is my destroyer.

    And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose

    My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

    The force that drives the water through the rocks

    Drives my red blood； that dries the mouthing streams

    Turns mine to wax.

    And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins

    How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.

    The hand that whirls the water in the pool

    Stirs the quicksand； that ropes the blowing wind

    Hauls my shroud sail.

    And I am dumb to tell the hanging man

    How of my clay is made the hangman's lime.

    The lips of time leech to the fountain head；

    Love drips and gathers， but the fallen blood

    Shall calm her sores.

    And I am dumb to tell a weather's wind

    How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.

    And I am dumb to tell the lover's tomb

    How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm