The teen watches us across the rail,

少年倚著欄杆面向我們

the glare of afternoon

午後眩目的陽光在他背後

shading his gum-chewing face.

看不清他咀嚼口香糖的臉

At ten meters, you raise your camera

你舉起照相機拍攝數十呎外的他

but a string of soap bubbles

另一人在旁吹起肥皂泡，飄入鏡頭

enters the frame,

向著少年向眩目的陽光飄去

floating toward the sunlight,

the camera missing the moment

照相機沒有記錄那一刻之後

the bubbles arrive

肥皂泡怎樣以透明的外殼

as one by one a small boy pops them.

捕住少年，徐徐離開地面之前

小孩以手指一一戳破

Some friends drift in spheres

結束他過早預知的旅程

still unbroken. Within

strange dreams expand, inflate,

一個一個如流水的肥皂泡

transparent houses in the breeze,

還有另一些我們認識的朋友

rolling slowly like eyes or lenses.

在泡沫內，沒有完全破滅

奇異的願望緩緩生長

Talking of your camera,

透明的房屋，被風吹起的泡沫

you too breathe bubbles,

有一雙變焦攝錄的眼睛，靈活地轉動

translucent candy,

clear wine from a clear bottle

再提起你的照相機，你一說話

poured into a glass.

就呼起累累泡沫如透明的糖果

Bubbles rise,

透明的酒在透明的瓶內

like our young faces

又傾瀉在一隻玻璃杯裏

reflecting

從杯底冒起泡沫，我們年少的臉

part of some part of the truth,

苦苦留下寫實的照像

but breaking at one touch.

還是一戳就破