窗口 --- 装修记事（二）
星期四 二月 26, 2009 10:34 pm
从这个窗口望向你的窗口，
仿佛一光年的距离。
其实只是两道屏的间距，
我小心地切换，
好象走进去,
故事就会真实。
不断翻阅信件，却没有邮戳，
没有地址，更没有收信人。
而隔壁放水的声音，
不断提醒 沙漏滴落的黎明。
装修老板无法把窗口跌加
去抵挡暗夜的寒气，
这座一再翻新的房子，
越来越载满回忆。
有人急等出售，而我不断犹疑。。。
(My English version with many changes )
Windows
From this window to yours,
It seems a light-year distance.
Yet it is only the gap of two screens.
You carefully switch,
as if entering one will turn the story real.
Your mailbox, you have gone through,
no mail, no advertising, no surprise.
The drip of tap water from your neighbor
remind you of a sand clock sifting,
another dawn.
The repairman fails to mount double windows
to resist the chill of night.
Less and less reminiscences,
the upgraded house gets to store.
Someone is eager to sell,
but you hesitate.