《圣经》第一百三十诗篇；(哀悼经)...我的这一代
受够了没有钱。然后
只有一丝风在萧条中吟唱着，
怀念死去的他们。
我们的事情永远没有终结，
我们的时代已打上结束的标记；
‘直到我们希望的分水岭，
’直到春之巅，那可能非常壮观，
‘直到绽出炽热的激情之花--
只有一口气的距离...
我的这一代，被两次战争
照亮了你可怕的路.
De profundis… My generation
Had been fed without honey. Aft that
Just a wind sings in gloomy recession,
And remembrance of them who is dead.
Our business have never been finished,
Our time had been marked by the end;
‘Till the watershed of our wishing,
‘Till the spring’s top, that might be so grand,
‘Till the blooming with fiery passion –
There was distance in only one breath…
By two wars, my generation,
Had been lighted your awful path.
