The Scarecrow

The black and green scarecrow,
as everyone knows,
stood with a bird on his hat
and straw everywhere.
He didn't care....
He stood in a field where barley grows.
His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move,
except when the wind cut up rough
and mice ran around on the ground.
He stood in a field where barley grows.
The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me,
but now he's resigned to his fate
'cause life's not unkind.
He doesn't mind.
He stood in a field where barley grows.


墨绿的稻草人,
没有谁不知道,
周围是麦杆,帽子上有小鸟.
它觉得很好.
他站在那片地里,
大麦一天天长高

它头不思想,手臂不动,
除了有老鼠在脚边乱跑,
或者起风.
他站在那片地里,
大麦一天天长高

墨绿的稻草人呀
他比我更忧伤,
可如今他顺从了命运, 因为生活并非无情.
他不再去烦恼.
他站在那片地里,
大麦一天天长高

---translated by cat-in-zen on Aug 10, 2011