And it was at that age

　　就在那时

　　Poetry arrived in search of me

　　诗意觅我而来

　　I don’t know, I don’t know

　　我不清楚，我不明白

　　Where it comes from

　　它从何方寻来

　　From winter or a river

　　或是寒冬，或是河流？

　　I don’t know how or when

　　我不知道它是如何，又是何时到来

　　No, they weren’t voices

　　不，那不是声音

　　They were not words or silence

　　不是文字，更非寂静

　　But from a street I was summoned from the branches of night

　　那是街头长夜不时的召唤

　　Abruptly from the others

　　突然间，它来了

　　Among violent fires or returning alone

　　在狂野炫目的烟火中，在寂寞归家的路上

　　There I was without a face and it touched me

　　我好似迷茫而恍惚，迷离中被它攫住，

　　I didn’t know what to say

　　无以名状

　　My mouth had no way with names

　　难以言述

　　My eyes were blind and something started in my soul

　　视线模糊，灵魂开始了异动

　　Fever of forgotten wings

　　灼热与被遗忘的羽翼

　　And I made my own way deciphering that fire

　　我试图诠释那一团火簇

　　Pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing

　　于是我写下第一行苍白的诗句，苍白得缥缈，这只是胡言乱语，无知者的思想

　　And suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened

　　忽然间我看见天堂打开了门锁

　　And open planets palpitated plantations

　　星儿迸出，在林宇间舞动

　　Shadow perforated riddled with arrows, fire and flowers

　　姿影婆娑，如箭，如火，如花

　　The winging night, the universe

　　起风的夜晚，苍穹浩淼

　　And I infinitesimal being drunk with the great starry void

　　渺小的我沉醉在这星光璀璨的长空

　　Lightness image of mystery felt myself a pure part of the abyss

　　轻盈神秘的影响中，我如沧海一粟

　　I wheeled with the stars

　　随着星儿一道旋转飘忽

　　My heart broke loose on the wind

　　心儿与风自由放逐