作者:卡茲姆 · 阿里( 美國(guó) )
譯者丨光諸·朗讀丨仲夏·BGM丨Rain
濃墨的筆觸在天空填滿(mǎn)了雨
我裝作奔向避雨處
在雨水的回聲之上,我聽(tīng)到一個(gè)聲音在呼喚我的名字
這座城市中沒(méi)有一個(gè)人在這看不見(jiàn)的急雨中奔走
我的筆記本已經(jīng)濕透
“瑜伽師張開(kāi)嘴連續(xù)幾個(gè)小時(shí)喝雨水?div id="jfovm50" class="index-wrap">!?/p>
天空是裝滿(mǎn)黑水的碗
窗戶(hù)在顫抖
我是一個(gè)漆黑的碗,渴望被灌滿(mǎn)
如果我現(xiàn)在張開(kāi)嘴
,我會(huì)在淹死在這雨中。我奔向家門(mén)
,就像有人在那里等著我。夜傾瀉在你的皮膚上
。而我是雨。Rain
With thick strokes of ink the sky fills with rain.
Pretending to run for cover but secretly praying for more rain.
Over the echo of the water, I hear a voice saying my name.
No one in the city moves under the quick sightless rain.
The pages of my notebook soak, then curl. I’ve written:
“Yogis opened their mouths for hours to drink the rain.”
The sky is a bowl of dark water, rinsing your face.
The window trembles; liquid glass could shatter into rain.
I am a dark bowl, waiting to be filled.
If I open my mouth now, I could drown in the rain.
I hurry home as though someone is there waiting for me.
The night collapses into your skin. I am the rain.
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