毫無保留

刀劍的舌頭，蛇蠍怒目

激動你為他人控訴

但苦刑具就是對你不留餘地

你也不為自己疾呼一句

你拖著模糊的身軀

在輕蔑笑罵中間憐憫世人

拉撒路的洞口，你哭了

但蹣跚走向髑髏地

卻只有你遍體肌膚在流淚

任何受苦者在你跟前

皆能得到最大憐憫

你卻不為自己留下最小一點

只是那麼一點

在那鋒利的尺寸

Nothing Left

Words like a sword, with eyes as scorpion and snake

For others Your fury was ignited to make a complaint

But even the bitterest cross pushing you to the brutal end

You made no objection just in way as simple as a yell

Dragging with the blurred body

You took pity on all nations amidst the scorn and mockery

At the entrance to Lazarus’ death, you wept

But tottering toward the Calvary

Only silent tears burst out from Your poor skin

Any sufferer coming to You

Greatest extent the mercy will be received

But for Yourself, not even a little bit

Was left at the sharpest inch