Breadcrumb
201810010046
九月的最后一个夜晚
我看见一些星星
在赤道以北四千英里的天空中
各自保持沉默
那些难以丈量的距离
最终抹去它们的颜色
时间遮掩了所有差异
只剩下一个个无穷小的亮点
在长椅上熟睡
在街灯下独行
两个失去故乡的人
各自保持清醒
而不远处有一种思念
正朝我飞奔过来
The last night of September
I saw some stars
In the sky four thousand miles northern away from the equatorial
Keep silence separately
Those unmeasurable distances
Erase their colour finally
Time occludes all the differences
Only infinitesimal light spots left one by one
Sleeping soundly on the bench
Walking alone under the streetlamp
Two folks who lost their homeland
Keep sober separately
But there is a kind of yearning not far from here
Rushing to me now