On a parking lot staircase

在停车场的楼梯上

I met two fine-looking men

我遇见两个英俊的男人

descending, both in slacks

下楼，两人都穿着宽松长裤

and dress shirts, neckties

正装衬衫，十分相像的

much alike, one of the men

领带，其中一位

in his sixties, the other

六十多岁，另一位

a good twenty years older,

足足年长二十岁，

unsteady on his polished shoes,

在他擦亮的皮鞋上摇摇晃晃，

a son and his father, I knew

一个儿子和他的父亲，我知道

from their looks, the son with his

从他们的模样，儿子把他的

right hand on the handrail,

右手放在扶手上，

the father, left hand on the left,

父亲，左手放在左边的扶手上，

and in the middle they were

在中间他们

holding hands, and when I neared,

手牵着手，当我走近时，

they opened the simple gate

他们打开了那扇朴素的大门

of their interwoven fingers

他们交织在一起的手指

to let me pass, then reached out

让我过去，然后伸出手

for each other and continued on

为彼此而继续。