蛇,高高地爬到山里去,躺在潮湿的山谷里,盘成一圈,望着海。太阳高高的在天空中照耀着,群山向天空中喷出热气,波浪在下面冲击着石头。沿着山谷,在黑暗中、在飞沫里,山泉轰隆隆地冲击着石头,迎着大海奔腾而去。雪白的、激烈的山泉,完全浸在泡沫里,它切开山岭,怒吼着倒入海去。忽然,在蛇所待的那个山谷里,天空中坠下一只胸膛受伤、羽毛上染着血迹的鹰。他短促地叫了一声,坠在地上,怀着无可奈何的愤怒,胸膛撞在坚硬的石头上。 Snake, climbed high up to the mountains, lying in damp valleys, plate in a circle, looking at the sea. The high sun shines in the sky, the mountains radiate heat into the sky, and the waves strike the stone below. Along the valley, in the dark, in the droplets, the spring impact rumbling stone, facing the sea Pentium away. Snow white, fierce spring, completely immersed in the foam, it cut the mountains, roared into the sea. Suddenly, in the valley where the serpent was waiting to fall, an eagle with blood on his chest was wounded in the sky. He cried shortly, falling to the ground with his helpless anger, his chest hitting hard stones.