Federico Garcia Lorca
Indelicate green morning,
I will be a heart.
A heart.
In mature night,
I will be a yellowhammer.
A yellowhammer.
（O my soul,
Dye the color of orange.
O my soul,
Dye the color of love.）
In the active morning,
I will be myself.
A heart.
In quiet night,
I will be my voice.
A yellowhammer.
O my soul,
Dye the color of orange.
O my soul,
Dye the color of love.
在绿色的清晨，
我愿做一颗心。