I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,

在我的脑海中，我感觉到一场葬礼，
悲伤的人来来往往
不停地--踏步-踏步--直到似乎
意识突破--
当他们都就坐了，
一场仪式，像一面鼓--
不停地--敲击--敲击--直到我认为
我的心变得麻木--
然后我听见他们抬起了一个箱子
嘎吱嘎吱地穿过我的灵魂
还有，那些同样的铅一样重的靴子，
然后--天空--开始敲钟，
似乎所有的天堂都是一口钟，
存在，只是一只耳朵，
我，和沉默，某些奇怪的赛跑
这儿，迷幻，孤寂--
然后理性中的一块木板，断裂，
我下跌，下跌--
每一次下降-，都碰到一个世界，
然后--结束了认知--
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading -- treading -- till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through --
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum --
Kept beating -- beating -- till I thought
My Mind was going numb --
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space -- began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here --
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down --
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing -- then --