The Hermit
Darkness is falling through darkness
Falling from ledge
To ledge
There is a man whose body is perfectly whole
He stands the storm behind him
And the grass blades are leaping in the wind
Darkness is gathered in folds
About his feet
He is no one
When we see him we grow calm
And sail on into the tunnels of joyful death
译: 隐士
黑暗穿过黑暗降临
从一个悬崖
到另一个悬崖
有个身体健全的人
他站在暴风雨前
草叶在狂风中跳动
黑暗笼罩山谷
他的脚
已湮没全无
看到他时,我们很平静
然后驶入死亡快乐的航道中