Beloved, gaze in thine own heart,

The holy tree is growing there;

From joy the holy branches start,

And all the trembling flowers they bear.

亲爱的，凝视你自己的心里，

那神圣的树就在那里生长;

从欢乐中生发出神圣的繁枝，

颤巍巍的花朵缀满枝头上。

The changing colours of its fruit

Have dowered the stars with merry light,

The surety of its hidden root

Has planted quiet in the night;

它那果实变幻的斑斓的色彩

用悦目的光给群星作嫁资;

它那隐蔽着的根须实实在在

已经把寂静栽种在黑夜里;

The shaking of its leafy head

Has given the waves their melody,

And made my lips and music wed¹,

Murmuring a wizard song for thee.

它那满头的繁叶频频的摇曳

赋予了海浪以澎湃的旋律，

也使我的双唇得与音乐结合，

为你低唱一支迷幻的歌曲。

There, through bewildered branches, go

Winged Loves borne on in gentle strife²,

Tossing and tossing to and fro

The flaming circle of our life.

在那里爱神们绕圈翩翩起舞，

把我们的如火的青春环绕，

旋转着，缠绕着，反反复复，

沿着树叶覆盖的无知大道。