In the city I loved you
星期一 八月 10, 2009 10:59 pm
The distance between us
grows thorns, tall and dense.
The unceasing rain drenches the sharpness
and pokes an island of silence.
More and more,
I stare at the night's curtain,
as if the comet falls.
I miss the Bird's Nest
in which our anthem arose,
wings back home.