時間的荒無之地今天沒有下雨
那些坦蕩蕩的謊言吹噓
思想隨風散播著難以理解的明白了悟
維度不再允許微觀世界的秘密測量
時間的荒無之地今天沒有下雨
意識總算為我們折疊了影子的晦暗心理
信仰迷戀著終將腐敗的美好豐盛
氣象預報的咖啡還在悼念已經死去的猜想
The Wasteland of Time
Time’s wasteland did not rain today.
Those brazen lies boast openly—
Thought scatters on the wind an incomprehensible clarity,
Dimensions no longer permit secret measurements of the microscopic world.
Time’s wasteland did not rain today.
Consciousness has finally folded for us the shadow’s obscure psychology.
Faith is enamored of beauty and abundance destined to rot.
The weather forecast’s coffee still mourns a hypothesis already dead.
