HE whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon. I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow.
I take pride in this great wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand lest a least hole should be left in this name; and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true being.
被我用我的名字囚禁起來的那個人,在監(jiān)牢中哭泣。
我每天不停地筑著圍墻;
當這道圍墻高起接天的時候,
我的真我便被高墻的黑影遮斷不見了。
我以這道高墻自豪,
我用沙土把它抹嚴,唯恐在這名字上還留著一絲罅隙;
我煞費了苦心,我也看不見了真我。