"It's so beautiful here," she says, “真是太美了， ”她说，

"This moment now and this moment, now." “现在这个时刻，这一刻，现在。 ”

And I never thought I would find her here: 我从来没有想过我会找到她在这里：

Flannel and satin, my four walls transformed. 法兰绒和色丁，我家徒四壁转变。

But she's looking at me, straight to center, 但她看着我，直奔中心，

No room at all for any other thought. 没有空间在所有的任何其他想法。

   

And I know I don't want this, oh, I swear I don't want this. 我知道我不想要这个，哦，我发誓我不想这样。

There's a reason not to want this but I forgot. 还有一个原因，不想要，但我忘了。

   

In the terminal she sleeps on my shoulder, 在终端，她睡在我的肩膀，

Hair falling forward, mouth all askew. 头发脱落着，嘴角歪斜所有。

Fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead: 荧光公告扑打翅膀的开销：

"Passengers missing, we're looking for you." “乘客失踪，我们正在寻找你。”

And she dreams through the noise, her weight against me, 她梦想过的噪音，她对我的重量，

Face pressed into the corduroy grooves. 面对压入灯芯绒凹槽。

   

Maybe it means nothing, maybe it means nothing, 也许这意味着什么，也许这意味着什么，

Maybe it means nothing, but I'm afraid to move. 也许这意味着什么，但我不敢动。

   

And the words: they're everything and nothing. 而这句话：他们是一切，什么都没有。

I want to search for her in the offhand remarks. 我要寻找她的副手言论。

Who are you, taking coffee, no sugar? 你是谁，服用咖啡，不加糖？

Who are you, echoing street signs? 你是谁，呼应路牌？

Who are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover, 你是谁，在情人的外壳陌生人，

Dark curtains drawn by the passage of time? 深色窗帘拉了时间的流逝？

   

Oh, words, like rain, how sweet the sound. 哦，也就是说，像雨，多么甜蜜的声音。

"Well anyway," she says, "I'll see you around..." “好吧，无论如何， ”她说， “我去看看你身边......”