梦里，我是浴缸里的马拉，

In this dream, I was Marat in the tub

而她前来刺杀我。如同往日时光，

and she came to stab me. As in our old life,

我扮演着烈士，激烈而又绝不饶恕。

I played the martyr, fierce and unforgiving.

在床上，我们陌生人一般胡言乱语，

In bed we spoke the gibberish of strangers,

无休止地让对方难堪

and we hectored each other endlessly

直到我们终于离开彼此，

before we could finally walk away.

即使那时我就知道仇恨会毒害每个人。

Even then I knew hate poisons everyone,

所以在浴缸里，在我的梦中，我祝福她。

so in my bath, in my dream, I blessed her.

浴缸里的水像牛奶一样浓稠，具有药力，

The bath was milky, medicinal,

可以消毒伤口。

meant to disinfect the wounds.

她陪伴了我一会儿，或者那是她的影子，

She stayed with me a while, the shadow

直到她退回

of her, until she pulled back

那个让我们彼此离开的世界。

into the world we left each other for.