The long siren wailing,

一陣喧亮的鳴響過後

the packed traffic

救護車在前面遠去

cleft in quick silence,

密集的城市曾讓出一道裂縫

the ambulance already far ahead,

暫且為它靜默

a white, shrinking spot beneath a ruby blur,

如今不過是前方

its cry the signature

一點逐漸細小的白色

of one will, unsparing truth

還有隱約一橫紅線

commanding a whole city.

是昔才符號鮮明的鳴響

Everything postpones, time stammering

不容猶疑的決心甚至

as the ambulance insists

擁有全城最堅定的方向

left, right, straight,

持守它真實而凜然的使命

crossing the lines

還會有誰呢沒有躑躅囁嚅

kept by thousands.

就只有它執意左旋右轉

Then, like the Red Sea, cars

眾目下越過界線

flood the lane shut,

現在城市又像神蹟後的紅海

the ambulance vanishing toward a distant realm

重新合攏，復淹沒眾多事物

bearing its cargo of mystery

真的遠去了，向著遙遠的世界

all the way from childhood.

車廂內是另一神秘國度

Hope maintains

縈繞童年不可知的想像

its handshake with the steady heart—

彷彿載著眾生的希望

hemorrhage or coma,

連結車內持續心跳

each breath in breathed out.

那淌血或昏死的誰

勉力吞吐一絲微弱的呼吸