孤獨

一个春天的早晨

熄灭了暗淡的街灯

梦留在湿枕                          

追寻空竹响声

远去了

断线的风筝

消失在云层

Loneliness                                   

One morning in spring
Turned off
those faded street lights
A dream was left on my soaked pillow                                                 
Searching the sound of that diabolo
flew away
A kite