我害怕。

I am afraid.

那一天声音会停止

Sound has stopped in the day

所有的影像旋转了

And the images reel over

又旋转。为什么外面的出租车

And over. Why all those tears,

他的脸上有那么多泪水

The wild grief on his face

而他痛苦欲绝？

Outside the taxi? The sap

哀悼的汁液升起在

Of mourning rises

我们挥手的客人之间。

In our waving guests.

你躲在巨大的蛋糕后面唱歌

You sing behind the tall cake

像一位被遗弃的新娘

Like a deserted bride

固执地，痴痴地

Who persists, demented,

把所有的仪式都走完。

And goes through the ritual.

当我向男厕走去，

When I went to the Gents

那里画着一颗被刺中的心

There was a skewered heart

和一段爱情故事。让我

And a legend of love. Let me

枕着你的胸膛去机场。

Sleep on your breast to the airport.