很久以前
有一隻鳥兒，一生只有一次歌唱
離巢的霎那，就尋找荊棘
從不停歇，直到如願以償
於是它展開歌喉
讓最甜美的聲音遠播四方
世上的生靈無以倫比
歌聲里，它將最長的銳刺扎入心房
但是，就在它的生命即將涅槃
瑰麗的浪漫超越了極度的悲愴
雲雀的歌喉黯然失色
夜鶯的婉轉悄然退場
為了一鳴獻上一生
荊棘鳥啊，整個世界都在啼聽！
天國里的上帝蕭然微笑：
至美原來出自至殤！
至美的理想驅策着鳥兒
它渾然不覺將至的死亡！
然而，當我們將荊棘刺入自己的胸腔
我們知道，我們即將……
我們懂得，我們將往……
然而，我們仍然去做……
我們不在乎一切之將亡……
Long Ago, there was a bird who sang just once in its life.
From the moment it left its nest, it searched for a thorn tree.
and it never rested until it found one.
Then it began to sing more sweetly
than any other creature on the face of the earth.
And singing, it impaled its breast on the longest, sharpest thorn.
But as it was dying, it rose above its own agony
to out-sing the lark and the nightingale.
The thorn bird pays its life for that one song
and the whole world stills to listen
and God, in His heaven ~smiles.
As its best was bought only at the cost of great pain.
Driven to the thorn, with no knowledge of the dying to come.
But when we press the thorn to our breast,
We know........
We understand.....
And still......we do it.
