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Tell yourself

as it gets cold and gray falls from the air

that you will go on

walking, hearing

the same tune no matter where

you find yourself———

inside the dome of dark

or under the cracking white

of the moon′s gaze in a valley of snow.

Tonight as it gets cold

tell yourself

what you know which is nothing

but the tune your bones play

as you keep going. And you will be able

for once to lie down under the small fire

of winter stars.

And if it happens that you cannot

go on or turn back and you find yourself

where you will be at the end,

tell yourself

in that final flowing of cold through your limbs

that you love what you are.

告訴你自己吧

當天氣轉(zhuǎn)冷，灰暗從天而降

你將繼續(xù)

前行，聽著

同樣的曲子，不必理會

在哪里找到你自己———

黑暗的穹隆里，

或是雪谷中，月亮凝望的

咯吱作響的白色下。

今夜，當天氣轉(zhuǎn)冷

告訴你自己吧

你所知的全屬虛無

只是當你繼續(xù)趕路時

骨骼奏響的曲子。有朝一日

你終會躺下，在冬日之星

小小的火焰下。

如若那樣———你不能

前進或是回頭，在即臨的終點

你找到你自己，

告訴你自己吧

在穿過你四肢的最后的寒流中，

你愛你所是的一切。