I think that I shall never see   我想我从未见过一首
A poem lovely as a tree.       美如玉树的章。

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest          一棵张着饥饿嘴巴的树，
against the earth's sweet flowing breast;  紧压在大地甘美而流畅的乳房上；

A tree that looks at God all day,    一棵整天望着神的树，
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;     举起枝叶繁茂的手臂来祈祷；

A tree that may in summer wear   一棵树在夏日里可能
A nest of robins in her hair;            戴着一窝知更鸟在头发上；
 
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;  雪花堆积在她的怀抱里；
Who intimately lives with the rain.     雨水也和她亲切地生活在一起。

Poems are made by fools like me,  像我这样愚笨的人可以做，
But only God can make a tree.         但唯有神方能造树。