We are the remnants of another age.

我们是另一个时代的遗留。

That’s why I cannot speak

那就是我不能说

of home, or death

家，或者死亡

or preordained pains.

或者命中注定痛苦的原因。

Not one illicit digger so far

至今仍没有一个挖掘者发现

has found the walls between us,

存在于我们之间的墙，

or the chill in the bones

或者骨头里的寒冷

in the remnants of all the ages.

在所有时代的遗留中。

When time ceases,

当时间停止，

then we’ll talk about the truth

我们将讨论真相

and the fireflies will form constellations

萤火虫将在在我们的额头上

on our foreheads.

形成星座。

Not one false prophet

没有一位假先知

foresaw the shattering of a glass

能预料到一个杯子的破裂

or the touch of two palms –

或者两只手掌的触碰——

two great truths, from which

两个伟大的真理，从

clear water flows.

清水中流出。

We are the remnants of another age.

我们是另一个时代的残留。

Like wolves in the sights of eternal guilt

就像狼群，在永恒罪恶的视线里，

we are withdrawing

我们正撤退到

into the landscapes of tamed solitude.

平淡的的孤寂之景中。