2016年的冬 / Winter of 2016

2016年的冬

紐約街頭兩旁是被踐踏了的雪，
它的顏色曾經白得無辜，
可如今已被無數腳印玷污，
就像我一顆被撕裂的心變得陳舊。
我渴望呼吸新鮮空氣，
所以我打開了窗戶，
可因為我很久不曾出屋，
外面世界冷得削骨，
刺痛了我的鼻子和臉頰嬌嫩的皮膚。

Winter of 2016

The streets of New York
Is lined with trampled snow,
Its once innocent color is now
Sullied with footprints,
Just as the way my heart grew torn and old.
I yearned for a breath of fresh air,
So I opened my window.
But having been indoors for too long,
The outside side world's whittling cold
Stung my tender cheeks and nose.