If I were to live my life

如果我的生活

in catfish forms

像鲶鱼那样

in scaffolds of skin and whiskers

在皮肤和胡须的支架上

at the bottom of a pond

在池塘的底部

and you were to come by one evening

你会在一个夜晚到来

when the moon was shining

在月光下

down into my dark home

进入我黑暗的家

and stand there at the edge of my affection

站在我爱的边缘

and think, “It’s beautiful

想：“这很美

here by this pond. I wish somebody loved me,”

在这个池塘边。我希望有人爱我，”

I’d love you and be your catfish

我愿意爱你，做你的鲶鱼

friend and drive such lonely

朋友，把这种孤独的想法

thoughts from your mind

从你的脑海里赶走

and suddenly you would be at peace,

忽然间你就会感到平静。

and ask yourself, “I wonder

问问自己，“我想知道

if there are any catfish

如果有鲶鱼

in this pond? It seems like

在这个池塘里？似乎是

a perfect place for them.”

一个适合它们的地方。”