On a cold December, just before dawn, as the sun said Hello! 在一个寒冷的十二月，五更，随着太阳说：你好！

To the sky, the Mantis prayed while the Lamellicorn tunneled and rolled in a threadbare tie. 天空中，螳螂祈祷，而鳃隧道，并卷在一个破旧的领带。

When the Holland Lops in the Karakung Glades indignantly thump their feet and hopped away when they cut their noses on the sharp-tipped blades (which the grass doesn't mind in the least). 当荷兰LOPS在Karakung格莱兹愤怒地捶击自己的脚跳着离开时，他们削减自己的鼻子上的尖头刀（这草也丝毫不介意） 。

And there's a heat-pat waiting in the chicken-wire hutch where the does from the Netherlands stay, but that dry alfalfa don't taste like much and we're tired of the Timothy hay. 这里面的热拍守候在鸡线厨那里确实来自荷兰的住宿，但干苜蓿味道不一样多，我们已经厌倦了蒂莫西干草。

(hay) （干草）

   

I touched her back, she was lying facedown, the dew turned to frost in her eyes. 我摸着她的背，她面朝下躺着，露转身在她眼里霜冻。

Me and Sister Margaret on the Pentagon lawn with our wrists in a plastic tie. 我和妹妹玛格丽特五角大楼的草坪与我们在一个塑料领带手腕。

While the rats by the tracks on these winter days seeking shelter from the cold, make a nest from the tracts of our various ways that they can save their immortal souls. 而大鼠在这些冬日里寻求从避寒中心的轨道，使从我们的多种方式，他们可以挽救他们的不朽的灵魂的大片窝。

   

No Timothy hay. 没有蒂莫西干草。

Oh no..., Timothy hay? 哦，不...... ，蒂莫西干草？

Oh no..., Timothy hay? 哦，不...... ，蒂莫西干草？

Oh no..., Timothy hay? 哦，不...... ，蒂莫西干草？

Oh no..., Timothy hay? 哦，不...... ，蒂莫西干草？

Oh no..., Timothy hay? 哦，不...... ，蒂莫西干草？

Please no more Timothy hay. 请没有更多的蒂莫西干草。

No more Timothy hay. 没有更多的蒂莫西干草。

Oh no, no more Timothy hay. 哦，不，没有更多的蒂莫西干草。

No, no more Timothy hay. 不，没有更多的蒂莫西干草。

Oh no, no more Timothy hay. 哦，不，没有更多的蒂莫西干草。

No more Timothy hay. 没有更多的蒂莫西干草。

   

On a cold December, just after dusk, as the sun bid its cordial goodbyes, we'll be split to pieces like an apple seed husk to reveal the tree that's been hidden inside. 在一个寒冷的十二月，就在黄昏后，随着太阳的出价亲切道别，我们将分裂成碎片像苹果籽壳，露出了一直隐藏在树上。

Which sapling called in a tattered sarong as the seeds from the Shepherd's Purse fell, broke the news to Mom, we found a better Mom we call 'God,' which she took quite well, singing: 这棵树叫破烂纱笼从荠菜种子下跌，爆料妈妈，我们发现了一个更好的妈妈，我们称之为“上帝”，这是她花了相当不错，唱道：

   

What a beautiful God, what a beautiful God, what a beautiful God there must be! 多么美丽的神，多么漂亮的上帝，多么漂亮的上帝一定有！

What a beautiful God, what a beautiful God, what a beautiful God there must be! 多么美丽的神，多么漂亮的上帝，多么漂亮的上帝一定有！

What a beautiful God, what a beautiful God, what a beautiful God there must be! 多么美丽的神，多么漂亮的上帝，多么漂亮的上帝一定有！

What a beautiful God, what a beautiful God, what a beautiful God You must be! 多么美丽的神，多么漂亮的上帝，多么漂亮的上帝，你一定是！