流浪者/The Wanderer
我时常在虚无和现实中徘徊，
I often wander between void and reality/
钟声暂且将我拖回地面，
the tolling bell, for a moment, drags me back to earth/
我渴望一个人，与我一起走向混沌
I long for someone to walk with me into chaos/
也渴望一个人，能将我救赎
and I long, too, for someone who might redeem me/
我久坐在这橡树下祈祷，
I sit for a long while beneath this oak tree, praying/
它吹过兰草，轻蔑的，挑拨着
It blows across the orchids — contemptuous, provocative/
一片，叶，烙印在我腐烂的后背
A single leaf is branded onto my rotting back/
灼烧，刺痛这残存的躯壳，糜烂
burning, stinging this remnant shell, festering/
她，低着头，呢喃，拖延着时间，好像她还有时间
She lowers her head, murmuring, delaying time
as if she still has time/
同一只，竹筏上的两个漂泊者，久久的，沉默着
On the same bamboo raft, two drifters remain
silent for so long/
着迷，她的一片深蓝，却
enchanted, by a fragment of her deep blue, yet/
桎梏于罹难
shackled to catastrophe/
他将等待，而她执迷于流浪
He will wait, while she is obsessed with wandering/
他将一直等待，默然地
He will keep waiting, silently/
好像他不在期待，但他满是期待
as if he expects nothing —
yet he is full of expectation/