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Like a deadened nerve which never calms down, |
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jiù xiàng yī gēn shuāi ruò dàn yǒng bú huì zhèn jìng de shén jīng |
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my body ' s arching under this sputtering noise : |
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wǒ de shēn tǐ zài zhè bào liè de zào yīn zhōng niǔ qū |
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remains of wings mingled with bones |
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liú xià gǔ tóu yǔ fēng sī mó |
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that wind divides and scatters, in secret. |
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nà fēng qiāo qiāo dì jiāng tā men fēn chéng suì piàn |
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Immured fluid beauty, in my gold casket of ruins, |
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bèi jìn bì de měi rén, zài wǒ huáng jīn de fèi xū zhī bǎo xiá zhōng |
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like a pearl, I fall asleep. |
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rú tóng bàng zhōng yùn yù de zhēn zhū, wǒ chén chén shuì qù |
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Between sky and earth your shadow' s dissolving deep down inside me |
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zài tiān dì jiān, nǐ de yǐng shēn shēn jiāng wǒ róng jiě |
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In this day-nigth slow death agony. . . |
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zài zhè rì yè jiàn jiàn sǐ qù de tòng kǔ zhōng |
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You give yourself up to the secret of my lips, |
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nǐ chén miǎn yú wǒ chún biān de mì mì |
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and discover an urn to my viscera. |
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zhǎo dào le shèng fàng wǒ nèi zàng de shī gǔ guàn |
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Long floating strings lost in black waters, |
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piāo fú de zhǎng shéng jìn mò zài hēi shuǐ zhī zhōng |
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sweeping away our memories. |
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jiāng wǒ men de jì yì yī sǎo ér kōng |
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Remorse is like this clear noise of the ink shunning me. |
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huǐ hèn jiù xiàng zhè qīng xī de mò yì bān de zào shēng, duǒ bì zhe wǒ fān yì zhè jù wǒ jiū jié le - - zěn me dōu bù tōng ma. . . |
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Half-moon eye, where to hide myself? |
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bàn yuè ér shì de yǎn, wǒ gāi wǎng nǎ ér duǒ? |
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I give myself up to the driving rain, while my teeth are squeezing you. |
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dāng wǒ de yá shì yǎo nǐ shí, wǒ shēn chǔ jí yǔ zhī zhōng |
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Remorse is like this dull noise of the hammer hitting you. |
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huǐ hèn jiù xiàng zhè chén mèn de zào shēng, chuí yì bān dì jī dǎ zhe nǐ |
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There, beauty takes form only at dead of night. |
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zài na er, měi rén zhī zài shēn yè chū xiàn |