Haizi, the Son of Ocean,

海子，大海之子

A salty name in bluish black

一个蔚蓝而咸润的名字

A short poem hung dried on the rail track

一首晾搭在铁轨上的小诗

Awaiting her sister on a Phoenix 's back

等着姐姐骑着凤凰翩然而至

Awaiting a snowy pony with grocery sack

等着白马驮着柴火，蔬菜与粮食

Awaiting the girl whose hair 's sadly black

等着黑发忧郁的女孩子

Awaiting the reindeer your face to attack

等着花鹿踩到你忧伤的前额

Oh crude Son of Ocean, why so sad

野蛮而悲伤的海子

'cause land and sky you're too attached

你太眷恋青草黑泥野花鸽子

Obssessed with the dancing heart in total black

眷恋那颗在黑暗中跳舞的心脏

And Quyan's beach sandals that you lack

眷恋那双屈原遗落在沙滩的白鞋子

what you deem "Asian bronze " is rail track

你把铁轨误当成叫”亚洲铜”的物质

A bullet train's shooting by Delingha's deck

今夜的火车呼啸过德令哈的月色

Tonight I only care for Haizi, for human being, I don't give a sh*t!

我不关心人类，只心疼海子