一个路灯
一个北欧路灯
一个简约大气时尚休闲路灯
路灯底下无新事
在没有灯泡的年代
我依靠火焰和星辰
识别道路和捕食者
在北欧大气时尚百搭路灯的年代
道路依然巨漫长
独行的人吹响口哨
捕食者屏住呼吸
路灯
一个个路灯
幻灯片西洋镜
永恒的凝视未曾改变
面无表情
不动声色
看我如何
和我最强烈的暗影一起
击打出
夜行的庄严鼓点
Streetlight Picnic
One streetlight,
One Nordic streetlight,
One simple, elegant, and stylish streetlight,
Beneath the streetlights, nothing new.
In a time without light bulbs,
I relied on flames and the stars,
To find my way and spot the predators.
In the era of the Nordic, stylish, and versatile streetlight,
The road remains endlessly long,
The solitary traveler whistles,
While the predators hold their breath.
Streetlights,
One by one,
Slides in a kaleidoscope,
Their eternal gaze remains unchanged.
Expressionless,
Unflinching.
See how I,
Together with my strongest shadows,
Beat out
The solemn rhythm of the night’s march.