We met

我们的相逢

           under a shower

是沐浴在

of bird-notes.

鸟鸣声里。

           Fifty years passed,

五十年过去了，

love's moment

爱情短暂

           in a world in

在这个世界上

servitude to time.

臣服于时间。

           She was young;

她曾年轻；

I kissed with my eyes

我用眼睛

           closed and opened

闭上睁开

them on her wrinkles.

亲吻她的皱纹。

           'Come,' said death,

“来吧”，死神说，

choosing her as his

挑选她作为

            partner for

他的舞伴

the last dance, And she,

跳最后一曲。而她，

            who in life

她这一生

had done everything

已完成了一切

            with a bird's grace,

并像小鸟一样优雅，

opened her bill now

翻开她的账本吧

            for the shedding

因为流泪的

of one sigh no

一声叹息

            heavier than a feather.

不比一支羽毛更重。