如此像亮片

So much like sequins

河水上闪烁的阳光

the sunlight on this river.

这一切就像那个吻——

Something like that kiss—

记得吗？

remember?

七月四日，月亮很早落下

Fourth of July, with the moon

 空气流动

down early the air moved

就好像它在思考

as if it were thinking,

就像它开始

as if it had begun

理解

to understand

在这个世界上

how hard it is

感到轻松自在

to feel at home

是多么困难，

in the world,

但是在那个夜晚

but that night

她找到了那个地方

she found a place

就在他的肩膀上

just above your shoulder

并且把她的嘴唇

and pressed her lips

压在上面。轻柔的雨

there. Soft rain

已经叫停了烟花：

had called off the fireworks:

天空宁静，但是

the sky was quiet, but

在地球上

back on Earth

两个男孩骑着自行车

two boys cruised by on bikes

喊出刚学的脏话。你转过头

trying out bad words. You turned

凑近她的嘴，

to reach her mouth,

最终，嘴唇相碰 经过

at last, with yours after weeks

几周的漫步，谈论

of long walks, talking

之前的爱情

about former loves

如何走向终结——

gone awry—

灵魂如何

how the soul finally

跌落

falls down

然后再一次重新

and gets up alone

独自站起

once more

发现城市陌生

finding the city strange,

街道无名。

the streets unmarked.

每次你遇到什么人

Every time you meet someone

很难不去琢磨

it’s hard not to wonder

他们曾经是什么人——一个故事

who they’ve been—one story

破碎得如此彻底

breaking so much

然后又一个故事：记忆镌刻下

into the next: memory

它的犹豫——

engraves its hesitations—

但在那一夜

but that night

你发现自己

you found yourself

毫无畏惧。你记得吗

unafraid. Do you remember

风儿告诉树木

what the wind told the trees

关于她棕色的头发？——

about her brown hair?—

凉爽的黑暗如何转身：

how the cool dark turned around:

那第一个吻，

that first kiss,

绵长如河流。

long as a river.

难道这不是在说你已经爱着她吗？

Didn’t it seem like you already loved her?

在人行道外：一个小池塘，

Off the sidewalk: a small pond,

高高的芦苇，还有那些昏昏欲睡的锦鲤

the tall cattails, all those sleepy koi

把水面染上颜色。

coloring the water.