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 @