妳省下的糧食還在發酵

The grains you saved are still fermenting.

這是我必須喝下的酒

This the wine I must swallow.

妳省下的燈油還在歎息

The kerosene you saved still sighs.

這是我必須熬過的夜

This the night I must endure.

妳整夜在星群間踱步

All night you stroll the constellations,

在那兒抽煙，咳嗽

smoking, coughing,

難道妳的痛苦還沒有完成

your pain unfinished,

還在轉動那只非人的磨盤

grinding its inhuman mill.

妳測量過的深淵我還在測量

The abyss you plumbed I still measure,

妳烏雲的里程又在等待我的喘息

your dark clouds’ millage

苦難，一筆繼承不完的遺產

waiting for my breath,

領我走向妳——

woe’s undying legacy

leading me to you.

看著妳的照片，我哭了：

我與我的老年在鏡中重逢

I wept at your photograph

莫非妳某個眼神的暗示

mirroring my own decline.

白髮像一場火災在我頭上蔓延

Your slightest glance, my hair

a white conflagration.