And it was at that age　　就在那时　　Poetry arrived in search of me　　诗意觅我而来　　I don’t know, I don’t know　　我不清楚，我不明白　　Where it comes from　　它从何方寻来　　From winter or a river　　或是寒冬，或是河流？　　I don’t know how or when　　我不知道它是如何，又是何时到来　　No, they weren’t voices　　不，那不是声音　　They were not words or silence　　不是文字，更非寂静　　But from a street I was summoned from the branches of night　　那是街头长夜不时的召唤　　Abruptly from the others　　突然间，它来了　　Among violent fires or returning alone　　在狂野炫目的烟火中，在寂寞归家的路上　　There I was without a face and it touched me　　我好似迷茫而恍惚，迷离中被它攫住，　　I didn’t know what to say　　无以名状　　My mouth had no way with names　　难以言述　　My eyes were blind and something started in my soul　　视线模糊，灵魂开始了异动　　Fever of forgotten wings　　灼热与被遗忘的羽翼　　And I made my own way deciphering that fire　　我试图诠释那一团火簇　　Pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing　　于是我写下第一行苍白的诗句，苍白得缥缈，这只是胡言乱语，无知者的思想　　And suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened　　忽然间我看见天堂打开了门锁　　And open planets palpitated plantations　　星儿迸出，在林宇间舞动　　Shadow perforated riddled with arrows, fire and flowers　　姿影婆娑，如箭，如火，如花　　The winging night, the universe　　起风的夜晚，苍穹浩淼　　And I infinitesimal being drunk with the great starry void　　渺小的我沉醉在这星光璀璨的长空　　Lightness image of mystery felt myself a pure part of the abyss　　轻盈神秘的影响中，我如沧海一粟　　I wheeled with the stars　　随着星儿一道旋转飘忽　　My heart broke loose on the wind　　心儿与风自由放逐