a song for spring nights# Translation - 译林
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These days
The land and houses put on spouts of greens,
While the city begins to reek of human odors and rat wastes
The wood is getting denser;
Frequent rains in the day
Wash asphalt streets
In the city
The procession
Of thieves, pirates, whores,
Circus men, and victims of child molesters
Pass by in the water like pale leaves beneath my house,
Singing sad string music of the dead men
Everything feels pantomime
Everything is post something
Must fix gaze
Upon the rounded moon,
As if it is not an
The land and houses put on spouts of greens,
While the city begins to reek of human odors and rat wastes
The wood is getting denser;
Frequent rains in the day
Wash asphalt streets
In the city
The procession
Of thieves, pirates, whores,
Circus men, and victims of child molesters
Pass by in the water like pale leaves beneath my house,
Singing sad string music of the dead men
Everything feels pantomime
Everything is post something
Must fix gaze
Upon the rounded moon,
As if it is not an
