有一種神秘你無法駕馭

Some mysteries cannot be contained

你只能充當旁觀者的角色

but only witnessed, their strength

聽憑那神秘的力量

signalling through distance

從遙遠的地方發出信號

to pierce the heart.

射出光來，穿透你的心

Tonight in Hargai,

像今夜，在哈爾蓋

a desolate railstop on the Tibetan Plateau,

在這個遠離城市的荒涼的

far from the city,

地方，在這青藏高原上的

I look up from this bean-sized depot

一個蠶豆般大小的火車站旁

to behold a vast firmament of stars,

我抬起頭來眺望星空

the Yellow River and the Han gone silent as the absent birds.

這時河漢無聲，鳥翼稀薄

Long grasses stretch toward heaven,

青草向群星瘋狂地生長

but horses have forgotten how to soar

馬群忘記了飛翔

as wind shoulders boundless night, lifting me

風吹著空曠的夜也吹著我

with the future and the past.

風吹著未來也吹著過去

It’s then I become

我成為某個人，某間

a low house lit by a simple lantern,

點著油燈的陋室

its roof beneath the stars’ billion footsoles

而這陋室冰涼的屋頂

a cold altar of sacrifice.

被群星的億萬隻腳踩成祭壇

Like a child receiving holy communion,

我像一個領取聖餐的孩子

I am brave but hold my breath

放大了膽子，但屏住呼吸