2

當你命令我歌唱時，我的心驕傲得幾乎要裂開。望著你的臉，我的眼中盈滿淚水。

我生命中粗糙刺耳的雜聲融為甜美的諧音，我對你的崇拜像一只快樂的鳥，展翅飛越大海。

我知道你喜歡我的歌唱。我知道只有作為一名歌手，我才會來到你的面前。

我用歌聲舒展的翼尖，觸碰你的雙腳，

在過去我從未奢望過。

沉醉于歌唱的喜悅，我迷失了自己，稱你為朋友，而你卻是我的主人。

When thou commandest me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride; and I look to thy face, and tears come to my eyes.

All that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into one sweet harmony — and my adoration spreads wings like a glad bird on its flight across the sea.

I know thou takest pleasure in my singing. I know that only as a singer I come before thy presence.

I touch by the edge of the far-spreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to reach.

Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord.