We’ll meet one day,

有一天我們將相遇，

like a paper boat and

像一隻紙船遇見

a watermelon that’s been cooling in the river.

泡在河水裏降溫的西瓜。

The anxiety of the world will

整個世界的焦慮

be with us. Our palms

如影隨行。我們用手掌

will eclipse the sun and we’ll

遮住半邊太陽

approach each other holding lanterns.

然後打著燈籠彼此尋找。

One day, the wind won’t

有一天，風將不再

change direction.

變換方向。

The birch will send away leaves

白樺樹打發樹葉

into our shoes on the doorstep.

到我們門階上的鞋窠裏。

The wolves will come after

狼群將獵食

our innocence.

我們的天真。

The butterflies will leave

蝴蝶在我們面頰上

their dust on our cheeks.

留下花粉。

An old woman will tell stories

總有一位老婦人在清晨的候車室

about us in the waiting room every morning.

講述我們的事。

Even what I’m saying has

儘管我的話

been said already: we’re waiting for the wind

早已有人說過：我們等待風

like two flags on a border.

像邊境線上的兩面旗子。

One day every shadow

有一天，我們身上將經過

                                 will pass us by.

                                           一切事物的陰影。