我感覺春天還很遠，很遠，
萌芽和嫩葉的芳香微弱遠淡--
啊，春天如何能鼓起勇氣而來
到一個不幸的世界，
深深的災難？

太陽偏北，白天變長，
夜星遲遲才閃爍發光--
日光怎麼可以拖延逗留
為了人們進行征戰，
還在打仗？

地上的青草正在復甦，
很快將長高隨風波伏浪舞--
它們怎能夠忍心搖擺晃動
在那些墳墓之上，
新的墳墓？

在情侶曾散步的樹枝下
蘋果花的氣息會溢流馨香--
而現在情侶們又是什麼樣
已被死神分離了，
慘烈死亡？

Spring in War-Time

I feel the spring far off, far off,
The faint, far scent of bud and leaf --
Oh, how can spring take heart to come
To a world in grief,
Deep grief?

The sun turns north, the days grow long,
Later the evening star grows bright --
How can the daylight linger on
For men to fight
Still fight?

The grass is waking in the ground,
Soon it will rise and blow in waves --
How can it have the heart to sway
Over the graves,
New graves?

Under the boughs where lovers walked
The apple-blooms will shed their breath --
But what of all the lovers now
Parted by Death,
Grey Death?

---By Sara Teasdale