寒冷的山坡立在黑暗中

The cold slope is standing in darkness

而树林的南面摸上去是干燥的

But the south of the trees is dry to the touch

沉重的枝干攀进长满羽毛的月光

The heavy limbs climb into the moonlight bearing feathers

我走来，注视这些

I came to watch these

白色植物在夜里更显苍老

White plants older at night

那最老的

The oldest

将最先化为灰烬

Come first to the ruins

我听见被月亮照醒着的喜鹊

And I hear magpies kept awake by the moon

水穿过自己的手指

The water flows through its

无尽流淌

Own fingers without end

今夜，再一次

Tonight once more

我寻到一种祈祷而它不是为了人类

I find a single prayer and it is not for men