The cold slope is standing in darkness

寒冷的山坡立在黑暗中

But the south of the trees is dry to the touch

而树林的南面摸上去是干燥的

The heavy limbs climb into the moonlight bearing feathers

沉重的枝干攀进长满羽毛的月光

I came to watch these

我走来，注视这些

White plants older at night

白色植物在夜里更显苍老

The oldest

那最老的

Come first to the ruins

将最先化为灰烬

And I hear magpies kept awake by the moon

我听见被月亮照醒着的喜鹊

The water flows through its

水穿过自己的手指

Own fingers without end

无尽流淌

Tonight once more

今夜，再一次

I find a single prayer and it is not for men

我寻到一种祈祷而它不是为了人类