Sometimes, You
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有时有你
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You’ve found someone else
I’ve stopped looking for now
You know, I wonder how you are
since a construction paper wall now bars me from your inner world
I doesn’t matter whether you still think of me, or if I’ve disappeared from among those significant memories
I am not a martyr demanding memorial after the fact
Some moments, under the breathless sky, in silence or solitude
I still imagine you are sitting beside me on a park bench, in a deserted city bus
You say something about the nature of this world, or
simply rest your head on my bony shoulder
I let you vanish as the reality eclipses the fanciful reverie
During which there was pain, but also I beamed with joy at its beauty
And I am left smiling, because
although the truth of separation is sad, your spirit I feel dwells not in melancholy by-gones, but visits in the incomparable present and then is gone like the scattered petals of a fragrant blossom
I love this dancing ghost of you
You, who I need not possess to love
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你已找到别的了
我呢 暂时不寻她
想知道你过得怎样 知道吗
因为一张建设纸帘阻止我走进你的内心世界
还会想我，还是把我从那些有意义的记忆通通删除了，真的都无所谓
我不是烈士，事后要求被留在心中
有些事后，在屏息静听着的蓝天下，那宁静或孤独里头
我仍然会感觉你正坐在我一边，在公园的长椅上，一无他人的公交车上
你便对我指出鸟和树什么的，要不
单纯把头靠在我瘦瘦肩上
随着真实超越幻想的变化，我让你，这一切，消失
它辛酸，可是我能为它的完美兴高采烈的微笑
我一个人留下，喜悦不散，因为
尽管分开揭晓是悲哀，我觉得你的灵魂不生活在忧郁的过去里，而总在无双的此刻出现，于是不见，如同鲜花布散的花瓣
跳舞的神灵，我就爱你
不需拥有也能爱的你
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