Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
（by Alfred Tennyson）
新年
響吧，狂暴的鐘，向着狂野的天空，
向着亂雲，向着寒光。
這一年即將在今夜逝去，
響吧，狂暴的鐘，讓他消亡。
鐘聲送舊，鐘聲迎新，
響吧，幸福的鐘，響徹皚皚白雪。
這一年即將離去，讓他去吧。
鐘聲送僞，鐘聲迎真。
鐘聲送走揪心的痛苦，
爲了我們不能再見的人，
鐘聲送走貧富間的宿怨，
鐘聲迎來全人類的祥和。