我很害怕。

I am afraid.

声音在白天里停止了

Sound has stopped in the day

而那些形像旋转又

And the images reel over

旋转。为什么老是那些眼泪，

And over. Why all those tears,

他脸上那荒凉的悲伤

The wild grief on his face

在那辆出租车外？哀悼的

Outside the taxi? The sap

能量从我们那些挥手

Of mourning rises

告别的客人身上升起。

In our waving guests.

你在高高的蛋糕背后唱歌

You sing behind the tall cake

像一个被抛弃的新娘，

Like a deserted bride

坚持、失常，

Who persists, demented,

然后举行仪式。

And goes through the ritual.

我走进男厕

When I went to the Gents

那里有一颗刺穿的心

There was a skewered heart

和一个爱情传说。让我

And a legend of love. Let me

伏在你的胸膛上一直睡到机场。

Sleep on your breast to the airport.