Postcard # 11

March 15th, 2015
2015年3月15日
Something's planted within me
有某种东西在我心中滋长
Some kind of unknown sprout
某种未名的嫩芽
I can't remember what I am worrying about
我记不起自己在为什么焦虑
One Sunday evening I'm filled with this doubt
在一个周日晚上 这样的焦虑将我填满
But I can't remember what I am worrying about
但我想不起来究竟是怎么回事了
And the angst is not that bad
这忧虑也没那么糟
But it lasts for a while
它持续了一会儿
Like being strangled by a small but determined child
像被一个固执的小孩子缠着
The grayness, it's wild
漫漫无际的灰暗
The silence, it's wild
漫漫无际的沉静
So I sit by a piano and music helps for a while
于是我坐在钢琴旁 让音乐来治愈
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo
嘟~