本帖最后由 江飞泉 于 2016-11-16 11:59 编辑
台风过境
A typhoon is crossing the border
江飞泉
jiangfeiquan
你的狠劲令人惊惧。当你用射钉枪
对准对方后脑勺,钉子如罪犯
阴暗而辽阔。一场台风正过境
像某种虚假的谎言,缺乏真实
你们在小路上追逐,嬉戏,躲着行人
在墙角接吻,分享彼此的温度
模拟着虚伪的人生。在一家小房间里
成为过去的终结者。就这样
行尸走肉,活着。也比死去来得真实
比喻总过于残酷,没人可借用一生
在苍白纸上,没有名词可形容
一场风暴,或一只蚂蚁的意外死亡
年度报表的数据耀眼,像花火
签名被墨水涂改,如同坟墓的裸棺
You did awesome. When you shoot a gun
At the back of the head. nails, such as criminals
Dark and wide. A typhoon is crossing the border
Like some kind of false lie, lack of truth
You chase, play, hide in the path.
Kissing in the corner, sharing each other's temperature
Simulation of the hypocrisy of life. In a small room
Be the terminator of the past. That's it.
A dead-alive person alive. Than to die to come true
Metaphor is always too cruel, no one can borrow a lifetime
In the pale paper, there is no noun to describe
A storm, or an accidental death of an ant.
The annual report data of dazzling, like fireworks
The ink signature is altered, as bare coffin tomb
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