Millions were dead; everybody was innocent.

数百万人死了；所有人都无辜。

I stayed in my room. The President

我呆在房间里。总统说

Spoke of war as of a magic love potion.

战争就像一剂神奇的春药。

My eyes were opened in astonishment.

我惊得睁大了眼睛。

In a mirror my face appeared to me

镜子里，我的脸呈现在面前

Like a twice-canceled postage stamp.

像一张被作废两次的邮票。

I lived well, but life was awful.

我安然活着，但生活一团糟。

there were so many soldiers that day,

那天有那么多士兵，

So many refugees crowding the roads.

那么多的难民挤在路上。

Naturally, they all vanished

当然，他们都消失了

With a touch of the hand.

借助一点手段。

History licked the corners of its bloody mouth.

历史舔了舔它血淋淋的嘴角。

On the pay channel, a man and a woman

付费频道里，一对男女

Were trading hungry kisses and tearing off

正在交易饥渴的亲吻并扯去

Each other’s clothes while I looked on

对方的衣服，而我在一边观看，

With the sound off and the room dark

没有开声音，房间里一片黑

Except for the screen where the color

除了屏幕的颜色，

Had too much red in it, too much pink.

有太多的红，太多的粉红。