呼吸

墻的善良泥塊中
默認了自由種子的封禁

時間是懦弱的

幸福地呼吸著自己的輪迴

不再是風

    Breathing

Within the wall's kindly clods of clay,

the imprisonment of freedom's seed

is silently accepted.

Time is cowardly,

happily breathing

its own reincarnation.

No longer the wind.