The hills step off into whiteness. | 山陵移步悄入白色。 People or stars | 人們或星星 Regard me sadly, I disappoint them. | 憂傷地注視我： 我令他們失望。
The train leaves a line of breath. | 火車遺下一綫氣息。 O slow | 哦，慢著， Horse the colour of rust, | 鉄銹色的馬兒，
Hooves, dolorous bells ---- | 蹄聲是那哀鈡 — All morning the | 整個清晨 Morning has been blackening, | 清晨都在變黑。
A flower left out. | 外有遺置花一朵。 My bones hold a stillness, the far | 我的骨骼含著一种靜態，遠處的 Fields melt my heart. | 原野融化我的心。
They threaten | 他們威脅 To let me through to a heaven | 允許我進入一處天堂 Starless and fatherless, a dark water. | 沒有星星，沒有父親，一灘黑水。 * Written by Plath on December 2, 1962; revised in January 1963. Original translation.
I have done it again. | 我又成功了。 One year in every ten | 每十年一次 I manage it - | 我都能做到 —
A sort of walking miracle, my skin | 活生生的神跡見證：我的皮膚 Bright as a Nazi lampshade, | 闪亮有如纳粹的人皮灯罩； My right foot | 我的右脚
A paperweight, | 是一塊紙鎮； My face a featureless, fine | 我的臉毫無特徵，一塊上等 Jew linen. | 猶太亞麻布。
Peel off the napkin | 將這塊餐布剝下， O my enemy. | 哦，我的敵人。 Do I terrify? - | 是否嚇著你了？ —
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth? | 我的鼻子，眼洞，整副森森白齒，及 The sour breath | 這腐酸氣味的呼吸 Will vanish in a day. | 過一天就會蕩然無存。
Soon, soon the flesh | 須臾，須與之間這肉體 The grave cave ate will be | 這副被墓穴吞噬的肉體 At home on me | 會再安居在我身上。
And I a smiling woman. | 而我，我這微笑著的女子， I am only thirty. | 我僅三十嵗。 And like the cat I have nine times to die. | 如貓一般可以死亡九次。
This is Number Three. | 三次至今 — What a trash | 真是廢物 — To annihilate each decade. | 每過十年便會毀滅。
What a million filaments. | 這數以萬計的游絲， The peanut-crunching crowd | 這群嚼著花生的人們 Shoves in to see | 爭先恐後地擠來看我。
Them unwrap me hand and foot - | 他們將我從頭到腳剝個精光 — The big strip tease. | 一場巨型脫衣舞會。 Gentlemen, ladies | 先生們，女士們，
These are my hands | 此處是我的手、 My knees. | 我的膝蓋、 I may be skin and bone, | 雖然只是皮包骨 ，
Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman. | 但依然是如出一撤的那個女子。 The first time it happened I was ten. | 第一次發生時，我僅十歲。 It was an accident. | 那只是意外。
The second time I meant | 第二次我有意 To last it out and not come back at all. | 讓它無期延續，從此不再歸來。 I rocked shut | 我緊閉著搖動，
As a seashell. | 像一只海蚌。 They had to call and call | 他們只能千呼万喚， And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls. | 把一條條蚯蚓如黏糊的珍珠一樣從我身上挑走。
Dying | 死亡 Is an art, like everything else. | 是一種藝術，和世間一切事物一般。 I do it exceptionally well. | 我尤其擅長。
I do it so it feels like hell. | 我如此這般只是爲了感受地獄。 I do it so it feels real. | 我如此這般只是爲了感受真切。 I guess you could say I've a call. | 或許我只是聽到了某種召喚。
It's easy enough to do it in a cell. | 在牢房中尋死，談何容易。 It's easy enough to do it and stay put. | 尋死之後靜靜不動，又是談何容易。 It's the theatrical | 可是，這戲劇性的
Comeback in broad day | 光天化日之下的歸來， To the same place, the same face, the same brute | 那舊地，舊人，獸性依舊， Amused shout: | 情不自禁地叫出：
'A miracle!' | “奇跡！” That knocks me out. | — 這才讓我死去活來。 There is a charge | 請繳費：
For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge | 如要目觀我的傷疤，請繳費： For the hearing of my heart - | 如要耳聼我的心跳 — It really goes. | 它真的還在跳動。
And there is a charge, a very large charge | 請繳費： 請繳一筆不菲的費用， For a word or a touch | 如果你想聼我説話，想摸我一下， Or a bit of blood | 或是想見血。 Or a piece of my hair or my clothes. | 又或是想要我的一絲頭髮，我的一角衣衫。 So, so, Herr Doktor. | 就這樣吧 ，醫生君。 So, Herr Enemy. | 就這樣吧，敵人君。
I am your opus, | 我是你們的樂曲。 I am your valuable, | 我是你們的值錢貨。 The pure gold baby | 那純金寶貝，
That melts to a shriek. | 熔煉出一聲慘叫。 I turn and burn. | 我在燃燒中輾轉反側。 Do not think I underestimate your great concern. | 可別以爲我低估了你們偉大的關懷。
Ash, ash - | 對著骨灰 — You poke and stir. | 你們反復戳撥。 Flesh, bone, there is nothing there - | 除了骨頭，肌肉，別無他物 —
A cake of soap, | 一塊肥皂， A wedding ring, | 一只婚戒， A gold filling. | 一顆金牙。
