I am afraid.

我很害怕。

Sound has stopped in the day

声音在白天里停止了

And the images reel over

而那些形像旋转又

And over. Why all those tears,

旋转。为什么老是那些眼泪，

The wild grief on his face

他脸上那荒凉的悲伤

Outside the taxi? The sap

在那辆出租车外？哀悼的

Of mourning rises

能量从我们那些挥手

In our waving guests.

告别的客人身上升起。

You sing behind the tall cake

你在高高的蛋糕背后唱歌

Like a deserted bride

像一个被抛弃的新娘，

Who persists, demented,

坚持、失常，

And goes through the ritual.

然后举行仪式。

When I went to the Gents

我走进男厕

There was a skewered heart

那里有一颗刺穿的心

And a legend of love. Let me

和一个爱情传说。让我

Sleep on your breast to the airport.

伏在你的胸膛上一直睡到机场。