那个三月某日的下午
日头从山顶ㄔ亍到海底
我从太鲁阁ㄔ亍到长春祠
右手那高陡的山壁
是谁给一刀劈成的
我不知道
我只知道
立雾溪是
给潺潺流水吟唱的
给原住民表演原始的
脚下这条蜿蜒山路
又是谁给流血滴汗的
我不知道
我只知道
碑和祠是
给筑路的无名英雄建立的
给风景来相辉映的
我从太鲁阁ㄔ亍到长春祠
日头从山顶ㄔ亍到海底
在那个三月某日的下午
Sauntering to Eternal Spring Memorial Temple from Taroko Hsu ChiCheng
In a certain afternoon of March
The sun sauntered to the seabed from the mountaintop
I sauntered to Eternal Spring Memorial Temple from Taroko
I didn’t know
By whom the right towering cliff was chopped
With one stroke of a sword
But only know that Fog-standing Stream sung
For the murmuring stream
And performed primitiveness
For the original inhabitants
I didn’t know
Who sweated their guts out
For opening the mountain path under my feet
I only know
The stele and the temple were all built
For the unsung heroes of roadbuilding
And they formed a delightful contrast with the scenery
I sauntered to Eternal Spring Memorial Temple from Taroko
And the sun sauntered to the seabed from the mountaintop
In a certain afternoon of March @
