白玉京

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I offer you lean streets,
我给你瘦落的街道,

desperate sunsets,
绝望的落日,

the moon of the jagged suburbs.
荒郊的月亮,

I offer you the bitterness of
a man who has looked long and
long at the lonely moon.
我给你一个久久地望着孤月的人的悲哀。
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