临近结局，恋人们

Coming at an end, the lovers

倦如两个泳者。它在何处

Are exhausted like two swimmers. Where

结束？无从知晓。没有爱了，

Did it end? There is no telling. No love is

就好比一片海洋，有着令人晕眩的边界

Like an ocean with the dizzy procession of the waves’ boundaries

两人可精疲力竭地从中泅出，也不会如死亡般

From which two can emerge exhausted, nor long goodbye

长别。

Like death.

临近结局。我想，更像

Coming at an end. Rather, I would say, like a length

一根卷曲的绳子

Of coiled rope

它不在它绵长的最后弯折处

Which does not disguise in the final twists of its lengths

掩饰它的末端。

Its endings.

可是，你会说，我们相爱过

But, you will say, we loved

我们的某些部分也相爱过

And some parts of us loved

残余的我们将继续

And the rest of us will remain

作为两个个体。是的，

Two persons. Yes,

诗歌结束，像绳子一般。

Poetry ends like a rope.