一个裁缝伙计四处找活干，却一件也没找着，他已穷得丁当响了。 不久他在路上遇到了一位犹太人，他想这人身上肯定有很多钱，便凶像毕露，走上前去说："要钱还是要命？"犹太人说："饶了我吧，钱我没有，只剩八分钱了。"小裁缝说："你有钱，通通交出来。"说着便对他一顿痛打，打得他奄奄一息。 犹太人快死了，只听他最后说："清白的太阳会揭露真相的！"说完就死了。 裁缝伙计搜遍了犹太人的身子，只发现了那八分钱，犹太人果然没有撒谎。 他把犹太人的尸体拖起来，背到了一丛树后面，又继续去找活儿干，找了很久，他终于在一个小镇上找到了一份活，那家主人还有位千金，小裁缝爱上了她，与她结了婚，他们的婚姻生活倒还很美满幸福呢。
A tailor's apprentice was travelling about the world in search of work, and at one time he could find none, and his poverty was so great that he had not a farthing to live on. Presently he met a Jew on the road, and as he thought he would have a great deal of money about him, the tailor thrust God out of his heart, fell on the Jew, and said, "Give me thy money, or I will strike thee dead." Then said the Jew, "Grant me my life, I have no money but eight farthings." But the tailor said, "Money thou hast; and it shall be produced," and used violence and beat him until he was near death. And when the Jew was dying, the last words he said were, "The bright sun will bring it to light," and thereupon he died. The tailor's apprentice felt in his pockets and sought for money, but he found nothing but eight farthings, as the Jew had said. Then he took him up and carried him behind a clump of trees, and went onwards to seek work. After he had traveled about a long while, he got work in a town with a master who had a pretty daughter, with whom he fell in love, and he married her, and lived in good and happy wedlock.
过了很久，他和妻子有了两个孩子，妻子的父母都去世了，他们单独撑起了这个家。 一天早上，丈夫坐在窗前的桌子旁，妻子给他端来了咖啡。 当他把咖啡倒进杯子里，正准备要喝时，太阳光照在了上面，反射光忽闪忽闪地投影在墙上，形成了一个个圆圈。 裁缝抬起了头看着说："啊，它真像要揭露真相，但不可能！"他妻子说："哦，亲爱的，那是什么？你是什么意思？"他回答说："我不能告诉你。"但他妻子说："如果你爱我，就该告诉我。"然后又用甜言蜜语来迷他，说别人决不会知道的，一直纠缠得他不得安宁。 于是他告诉妻子许多年前，他为了找活干而到处奔波，衣服褴褛又身无分文，最后杀了一位犹太人，犹太人垂死前说："清白的太阳会揭露真象的！"现在，太阳就是想要把它揭穿，在墙上闪耀着画着圈子，可是还没能揭穿。 讲完后，他一再要妻子不要讲出去，否则他的小命就没了。 妻子答应了。 可是就在他又坐下去干活时，他的妻子去了她的一个好朋友那儿吐露了实情，还叮嘱她的朋友不要再对任何人说起。 但不到三天，这件事便整个小镇无人不知了，裁缝被带上了法院，得到了应有的惩罚。 就这样清白的太阳还是揭露了这件事。
After a long time when he and his wife had two children, the wife's father and mother died, and the young people kept house alone. One morning, when the husband was sitting on the table before the window, his wife brought him his coffee, and when he had poured it out into the saucer, and was just going to drink, the sun shone on it and the reflection gleamed hither and thither on the wall above, and made circles on it. Then the tailor looked up and said, "Yes, it would like very much to bring it to light, and cannot!" The woman said, "Oh, dear husband, and what is that, then?" What dost thou mean by that?" He answered, "I must not tell thee." But she said, "If thou lovest me, thou must tell me," and used her most affectionate words, and said that no one should ever know it, and left him no rest. Then he told her how years ago, when he was travelling about seeking work and quite worn out and penniless, he had killed a Jew, and that in the last agonies of death, the Jew had spoken the words, "The bright sun will bring it to light." And now, the sun had just wanted to bring it to light, and had gleamed and made circles on the wall, but had not been able to do it. After this, he again charged her particularly never to tell this, or he would lose his life, and she did promise. When however, he had sat down to work again, she went to her great friend and confided the story to her, but she was never to repeat it to any human being, but before two days were over, the whole town knew it, and the tailor was brought to trial, and condemned. And thus, after all, the bright sun did bring it to light.