秋湖
我仍清晰地记得故事發生的時候。秋葉翻飛,飘落一地。我们曾經孩子般戲水暢游过的小湖蓋滿落葉,在太陽下閃着光。那時我们幸福過。哦,我是這樣認為的。可是事實上你早就想離開我,只是不敢告诉我罷了。在那美麗的夜晚,眼望湖水,恍惚中聽見你说:我们的故事已到盡頭。
雨水扼殺着所剩無幾的夏日,而你很久以來也在扼殺我奄奄一息的愛。我仍不認為自己會再去經歷另一段爱情故事。你把一切都带走了。我只有悄然佇立,早已明白自己將會是那個被遺棄的人。而我依然凝望着湖水,恍惚中,生命正離我而去。
Lake Of Autumn
I can still remember clearly now when the story began. The autumn leaves were alighting onto the ground, covering the lake, where we used to frolic and swim like children under the sun. That time we were happy – at least, I thought so. But the truth was that you had been longing to leave me, not daring to tell me. In that beautiful night, watching the lake, I seemed to hear you say: “Our story is ending.”
The rain was stifling the last days of summer, while you had been killing my last breath of love, since a long time ago. I don’t think I can have another love story. You took everything away from me. And here I stand quietly; I know I am going to be the one forsaken by love. Still watching the lake, in a trance, I know my life is withering away.
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