Like Barley Bending by Sara Teasdale like ”change my sorrow int

Like Barley Bending

 

Sara Teasdale

 

Like barley bending 

In low fields by the sea, 

Singing in hard wind 

Ceaselessly; 

 

Like barley bending 

And rising again, 

So would I, unbroken, 

Rise from pain; 

 

So would I softly, 

Day long, night long, 

Change my sorrow 

Into song.

 

像大麦弯垂

 

像大麦弯垂

在海边的低地，

风中歌声的旋回

不停息;

 

像大麦弯垂

再挺立，

我也该， 不衰颓，

从痛中升起；

 

我也该轻柔，

整天地， 整晚地， 

把我的悲愁

写成笙歌。