我仍然住在老地方,
在室內卻帶著墨鏡,
神秘的魅影與我共眠,
卻在午夜過后潛入廚房檢查水龍頭。
上學遲到,那里
似乎沒人認得我。
坐在那里,
無人知曉,與眾隔絕,孤獨離世。
這些小店只在夜間營業
我在店里默默地買東西,
骯臟的街區里,一間間的后門電影房,
我人生的電影仍在播放,
主人公總是身載奢望,
——無論奢求些什么——終難免半途而廢?
走出房間走入那冰冷、虛幻的燈光,
緊閉雙唇在出口等待。
I'm still living at all the old addresses,
Wearing dark glasses even indoors,
On the hushhush sharing my bed
With phantoms, visiting the kitchen
After midnight to check the faucet.
I'm late for school, and when I get there
No one seems to recognize me.
I sit disowned, sequestered and withdrawn.
These small shops open only at night
Where I make my unobtrusive purchases,
These backdoor movie houses in seedy neighborhoods
Still showing grainy films of my life,
The hero always full of extravagant hope,
Then losing it all in the end?whatever it was
Then walking out into the colddisbelieving light,
Waiting closelipped at the exit.