Poem On His Birthday

Dylan Thomas
Poem On His Birthday



And freely he goes lost
In the unknown, famous light of great
And fabulous, dear God.
Dark is a way and light is a place,
Heaven that never was
Nor will be ever is always true,
And, in that brambled void,
Plenty as blackberries in the woods
The dead grow for His joy.

偉大而無上的神的光芒
未知、且宏偉，在那之中
他自由地迷失
黑暗是道路，光明是居所
從未存在以後也不可能
存在的天堂永遠真實
況且，虛空中荊棘遍布
如林木間叢生的黑莓
因為他的喜樂，死人成長