He opens his eyes falls in love at first sight 他第一眼睁开眼睛爱上

With the girl in the doorway 随着女孩在门口

What beautiful lines and how full of life 什么优美的线条，以及如何充满生机

After thousands of years what a face to wake up to 经过千百年来有什么脸醒来

He holds back a sigh as she touches his arm 他持有回了一声，她倒是他的手臂

She dusts off the bed where 'til now he's been sleeping 她灰尘落床的地方，直到如今他已经睡

And under miles of stone, the dried fig of his heart 并在石头里，他的心脏的干图

Under scarab and bone starts back to its beating 在圣甲虫和骨骼开始回到它的跳动

   

She carries him home in a beautiful boat 她承载了他的家在美丽的船

He watches the sea from a porthole in stowage 他从储物舷窗看着大海

He can hear all she says as she sits by his bed 他能听到所有的，她说，她坐在他的床前

And one day his lips answer her in her own language 有一天，他的嘴唇回答她在她自己的语言

The days quickly pass he loves making her laugh 日子过得很快，他喜欢让她笑

The first time he moves it's her hair that he touches 第一次，他的动作是她的头发，他倒是

She asks, “Are you cursed?” He says, “I think that I'm cured” 她问， “你是诅咒吗？”他说，“我认为我已经痊愈了”

Then he talks of the Nile and the girls in bulrushes 然后，他说话的尼罗河和女孩的蒲草

   

In New York he is laid in a glass covered case 在纽约，他被放置在一个玻璃覆盖的情况下，

He pretends he is dead people crowd round to see him 他假装自己是死的人围观圆见他

But each night she comes round and the two wander down 但每天晚上她来圆和两个漫步

The halls of the tomb that she calls a museum 她呼吁博物馆墓大厅

Often he stops to rest but then less and less 他经常停下来休息，但是后来越来越少

Then it's her that looks tired staying up asking questions 然后，这是她看起来很累熬夜提问

He learns how to read from the papers that she 他学会了如何从报纸上读到了她

Is writing about him and he makes corrections 正在写关于他和他进行修正

   

It's his face on her book more and more come to look 这是他的脸在她的书越来越多的来看看

Families from Iowa, upper west siders 来自爱荷华州的家庭，上西学派

Then one day it's too much he decides to get up 后来有一天，这太过分了，他决定起床

And as chaos ensues he walks outside to find her 正如则会出现混乱，他走到外面找到她

She's using a cane and her face looks too pale 她用拐杖，她的脸看起来太苍白

But she's happy to see him as they walk he supports her 不过，她很高兴看到他，因为他们走，他支持她

She asks, “Are you cursed?” but his answer's obscured 她问， “你是诅咒？ ”，但他的回答的模糊

In a sandstorm of flashbulbs and rowdy reporters 在闪光灯和粗暴记者的沙尘暴

   

Such reanimation the two tour the nation 这种复苏的两日游全国

He gets out of limos he meets other women 他得到了豪华轿车的，他遇到了别的女人

He speaks of her fondly their nights in the museum 他在博物馆讲了她深情的夜

But she's just one more rag now he's dragging behind him 但她只是多了一个破布现在他的身后拖着

She stops going out she just lies there in bed 她停止走出去，她只是躺在那里的床

In hotels in whatever towns they are speaking 在酒店的任何城市，他们说话

Then her face starts to set and her hands start to fold 然后，她的脸开始设置和她的手开始折

And one day the dried fig of her heart stops its beating 有一天，她的心脏的干无花果其停止跳动

   

Long ago on the ship she asked, “Why pyramids?” 很久以前在船上，她问：“为什么金字塔？ ”

He said, “Think of them as an immense invitation” 他说， “把它们当作一个巨大的邀请”

She asked, “Are you cursed?” He said, “I think that I'm cured” 她问， “你是诅咒吗？”他说，“我认为我已经痊愈了”

Then he kissed her and hoped that she'd forget that question 然后他吻了她，希望她会忘记问题