在我的梦想之书的扉页

On the first page of my dreambook

印着一个傍晚

It’s always evening

在一个被占领的国家。

In an occupied country.

宵禁前一小时。

Hour before the curfew.

一个小小的省城。

A small provincial city.

屋里一片漆黑。

The houses all dark.

店面被毁。

The storefronts gutted.

我在街角

I am on a street corner

那个不应该去的地方。

Where I shouldn’t be.

独处而且身无外套

Alone and coatless

我出去察看

I have gone out to look

一只黑狗回复我的口哨。

For a black dog who answers to my whistle.

我有一种万圣节面具

I have a kind of Halloween mask

我从不敢戴上。

Which I am afraid to put on.