虛無也結束不了……

Even nothingness won’t end.

到時候，這世界還會有

Winds surge on

高過人類頭頂的風，還會有

overhead. If love’s extinguished,

比愛情更晚熄滅的火，還會有

something burns still.

比自由還要自由的……“沒有”

Beyond freedom

nothing is more free.

虛無是一隻殼

更是殼裏的空空

Nothing is the husk

嶄新的苔蘚又綠成一片

of emptiness.

那些唱出的歌已經入雲

New moss extends its green.

那些做詩的人正拿起筷子

Syllables of songs pierce clouds.

Poets raise their chopsticks.

虛無也結束不了……

那戳破窗紙的人只瞥了

Even nothingness won’t end.

一眼，後半生已經變了

With a glance, someone perforates a paper window,

活不下去？還得活下去

changing his whole life.

虛——無，這中間有一條縫

Can’t keep living? In the space

between nothing and ness

虛無能結束那當然好……

you must.

你也就沒機會再寫什麼

高矮胖瘦，都過去了

If nothingness ends, fine,

我們也會過去的！拐彎處

no chance to write anything.

虛無翻了翻我的襯衣角

Tall, fat, short, skinny, it all concludes

as we will! At this streetcorner

nothingness flips my shirt-tail.