How do I get in your atmosphere?

我怎样才能进入你的大气层？

Tell me about your signs, look me planetarily

告诉我你的星座，看着我的行星

—those Venuses in your eyes?

-它可是你眼中的维纳斯星球？

There was no thought after you

在你走后我再无所思

and I wrote it down. Wandered

但我仍把它写下。在哭泣中徘徊

to the wailing with my back exposed.

我的后背无人守护。

My kind of Sunday, your knees

我想要的星期天，是你的膝盖

buffalo and kicking up plains.

像野牛一样踢起平原的泥土。

We go sockless for beauty.

我们为了美而不穿袜子。

Ribbons unwind bring us to tied,

我们解开衣带绑住彼此，

I’m at your symmetry, remembering

我处在你的对称处，记住你的十根手指

all your digits and your lucky number nine.

还有“9”是你的幸运数字。