当荒无人烟的地方冒出火星
他们就三三两两
披着宽大的斗篷
随意漂游行走
他们并不披头散发，像传说中的疯子
他们谦虚而彬彬有礼
夜莺已经不再欢唱
他们浑然不觉
继续用暗哑的喉伴奏
他们说，如雾的哀叹
总要散尽
在这附近游荡的，光芒万丈的句子
给他们的枯骨叮出了许多血痕
我坐在他们的周围
火堆一直在恒久燃烧
湿漉漉的黑
缓缓站起
一起唱吧
在这个比破庙还破的地方
天使也会扑打着翅膀加入
星星带着它们的魂魄也加入了
萤火虫在空中列队
来迎接这个圣殿的落成
The resurrection of the poet
by skyblue
When flash occured from desolate an uninhabitedThey were freely floating and walking with large cloaksby twos and threesThey were not unkempt, like the legendary lunaticThey were modest and refined and courteousThe Nightingale stopped singingThey were unawareContinued to use the dark throat to do accompanimentAnd they said, such as fog 's LamentWould be cleared in the endThe sentences cast a thousand beams around.Bit their skeletons a lot of blood.I sat around as one of themThe fire seemed bo be burning foreverWet blackStood up slowlyAnyhow let's sing togetherIn this ruined areaAn angel will stretch its wings to joinThe stars with their soul will also joinFireflies in the air solemnly lineTo meet this Palace will be completed soon
