晨光的翅膀臨在我生命的邊界
失去重力的靈魂是讓人困惑的無理數
過往種種散亂了旅行的方向
有了妳的想念我不至於悲傷迷途
The Direction of Travel
The winged presence of morning light fills the borders of my life,
My weightless soul,a perplexing irrational number.
The past lies scattered,obscuring the direction of travel,
With thoughts of you,I need not grieve nor lose my way.