Out of the dark cup

自那深暗的圆盘中，

Your voice broke like a flower.

你的声音涌出如花朵，

It trembled, swaying on its taut stem.

它颤抖着，在紧绷的茎上摇摆。

The caress in its touch

它温柔的抚摸，

Made my eyes close.

让我闭上了眼睛。