我们的相逢

We met

是沐浴在

           under a shower

鸟鸣声里。

of bird-notes.

五十年过去了，

           Fifty years passed,

爱情短暂

love's moment

在这个世界上

           in a world in

臣服于时间。

servitude to time.

她曾年轻；

           She was young;

我用眼睛

I kissed with my eyes

闭上睁开

           closed and opened

亲吻她的皱纹。

them on her wrinkles.

“来吧”，死神说，

           'Come,' said death,

挑选她作为

choosing her as his

他的舞伴

            partner for

跳最后一曲。而她，

the last dance, And she,

她这一生

            who in life

已完成了一切

had done everything

并像小鸟一样优雅，

            with a bird's grace,

翻开她的账本吧

opened her bill now

因为流泪的

            for the shedding

一声叹息

of one sigh no

不比一支羽毛更重。

            heavier than a feather.