We met

我们相逢

           under a shower

在鸟的

of bird-notes.

歌雨中。

           Fifty years passed,

五十年了

love's moment

爱的时刻

           in a world in

在这世间

servitude to time.

如此短暂。

           She was young;

她那么年轻

I kissed with my eyes

我吻着她

           closed and opened

睁眼时

them on her wrinkles.

她已满脸皱纹。

           'Come,' said death,

来吧，死神说

choosing her as his

选定她作

            partner for

舞伴跳

the last dance, And she,

最后一曲。她

            who in life

一生

had done everything

如鸟

            with a bird's grace,

优雅从容，

opened her bill now

此时微启唇喙，

            for the shedding

一声惋叹

of one sigh no

轻如

            heavier than a feather.

羽。