自那深暗的圆盘中，

Out of the dark cup

你的声音涌出如花朵，

Your voice broke like a flower.

它颤抖着，在紧绷的茎上摇摆。

It trembled, swaying on its taut stem.

它温柔的抚摸，

The caress in its touch

让我闭上了眼睛。

Made my eyes close.