All forms of farewell without touching

一切形式的道別，未經碰觸

have been forgotten. We think of tomorrow,

已經被遺忘。我們一邊想著明天

as we feed the swans

一邊用昨天的面包

with yesterday’s bread. From our memory

喂天鵝。從我們的記憶

flows water enough to sustain several

涌流的水足夠灌溉

fields of wheat. We watch how the rain

好幾畝麥田。我們看著雨

repeats itself immaculately, stealing

如何無誤的重複自己，偷走了

the dust. We have no sleep,

塵埃。我們沒睡著，

belong to no one night

不屬於任何一個夜晚

nor any candle can lengthen

也沒有任何燭光可以延長

our shadows onto the walls of the wind.

風牆上我們的身影。