我们已忘记了所有的告别方式

All forms of farewell without touching

没有触碰。我们想着明天，

have been forgotten. We think of tomorrow,

当我们用昨夜的面包

as we feed the swans

喂养天鹅。从我们记忆中

with yesterday’s bread. From our memory

流出的水足以维持

flows water enough to sustain several

数块麦田的使用。我们看雨

fields of wheat. We watch how the rain

如何完美地重复自己，窃去

repeats itself immaculately, stealing

尘埃。我们失眠，

the dust. We have no sleep,

在不属于任何人的夜晚

belong to no one night

也没有任何蜡烛能把

nor any candle can lengthen

我们的影子拉长，投在风的墙上。

our shadows onto the walls of the wind.