今夜的睡眠会更深沉

The sleep of this night deepens

因为我没穿外套走出了屋子

because I have walked coatless from the house

手里拿着那个白色的信封。

carrying the white envelope.

整整一夜，它都会在路边

All night it will say one name

那个小小的铁皮房子里，诉说着一个名字。

in its little tin house by the roadside.

我竖起了金属旗标

I have raised the metal flag

让它在路灯下的影子

so its shadow under the roadlamp

在饱含雨水的灌木丛上留下印记。

leaves an imprint on the rain-heavy bushes.

现在我将往回走

Now I will walk back

想着一英里外的小镇上

thinking of the few lights still on

依旧亮着的零星灯火。

in the town a mile away.

在厨房泛黄的灯光下

In the yellowed light of a kitchen

夜班工人已经喝完了他的咖啡，

the millworker has finished his coffee,

他的妻子已将白面包片

his wife has laid out the white slices of bread

摆在厨房台面上。现在，趁着他们刚刚离开的

on the counter. Now while the bed they have left

床铺依然温暖，我会想起你，你

is still warm, I will think of you, you

在那么遥远的地方

who are so far away

让我不禁抬头仰望星空。

you have caused me to look up at the stars.

今夜它们还停留在童年，

Tonight they have not moved

那些天黑后玩耍的游戏。

from childhood, those games played after dark.

我再次走进潮湿的草地

Again I walk into the wet grass

走向那星空的嘈杂。再次，我

toward the starry voices. Again, I

成为那个曾经走失的人，亲密地，

am the found one, intimate, returned

被我沿途触及的一切送回。

by all I touch on the way.