Blue notes deepen on the sea.

藍調漸深的大海上

The deck still holds

有那麼一塊甲板，暖暖的

the day’s sunlight

黃昏了，還不斷釋出下午的陽光

as dusk unfurls

不斷地打開，打開，再打開

its endless coast.

如同一片永久航行的陸地

I stretch my arms, the sickle of the sail

我停下，伸開雙手，以鐮狀的白帆

reaping golden rice, dark grapes.

收割金黃的稻粒和紫紅的葡萄

The sky boils and surges like a tide.

天空滾燙流動如滔滔的大水

I steer for that star-clustered harbor,

我知道自己仍在前進

my mariner’s chart within me,

且必進入星羣臨照的港灣，在那裏

well-lit and studied close,

我要攤開懷中的海圖，倚燈細讀

its legend amended but writ in blood,

看哪些是你帶血的字諭，哪些是我執迷的塗改

my wake, dissolving on the deep,

然後讓你親手縫合，我航道上面最深最深的水痕

restitched by your own hands.