我渴望你的嘴唇、你的嗓音、你的秀发。

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

我不说话，不吃喝，从街头到街尾。

Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.

面包无法提供养分，黎明只会令我发狂，

Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day

整日里，我追寻你脚步流水般的韵姿。

I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

我渴望听到你飘忽难逮的笑声，

I hunger for your sleek laugh,

目睹你手上那怒放的丰收之色，

your hands the color of a savage harvest,

我渴望触摸你玉石般柔白的指甲，

hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,

我要吃你的肌肤，就像吃一整颗杏仁。

I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

我要吃你诱人的身体里闪耀的阳光，

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,

还有你骄矜的脸上君临一切的鼻梁，

the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,

我要吃掉你眉睫下稍纵即逝的幽影，

I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

我来回踱步，饥渴不堪，我嗅着暮色，

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,

搜寻你，渴求你那热腾腾的心，

hunting for you, for your hot heart,

就像一只美洲狮逡巡在基特拉图荒野。

like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.