《我是一个想把天空种上玫瑰的人》

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我是一个想把天空种上玫瑰的人。

就像海鸟躲在草丛：那灰色的雾霾，总在你的肺腑绕圈，

并，侵袭至骨骼。

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生命，最悲伤的不是哭，而是笑。

正因为如此，

活着，才是最坚硬的石头。

我知道：星星，阳光，树，这些精美的词组都是你的专属，

在我的沉默里化成了烟。

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我做过很多彩色的梦，

可黑夜赠给我的只是孤独。

告诉我，哪一类动物走投无路的结果，不是这：

死亡或反抗？

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而我，只能忍或者等。

时间分外残酷。

我的身躯不过是泥土捏制的废墟，在你的黑色瞳仁里无声地妥协。

如今，青春，晚霞，纯粹的雪花，甚至一个微笑，

都是浪涛的音乐，

逃离在大海。

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因为，这个地球，我已谁也不能爱——

甚至你，我的蝴蝶!

《I am a man who wants to plant roses in the sky》

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I am a man who wants to plant roses in the sky.

Like a sea bird hiding in the grass: the grey haze, always in your heart circle,

And, invade the skeleton.

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The saddest thing in life is not to cry but to laugh.

And because of that,

Living is the hardest stone.

I know: the stars, the sun, the trees, these beautiful phrases are your own,

In my silence into smoke.

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I've had a lot of colorful dreams,

But the night gave me only solitude.

Tell me what kind of animal, when cornered does not result in this:

Death or rebellion?

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And I, can only endure or wait.

Time is cruel.

My body is but a ruin of clay, silently compromised in your black pupils.

Now, youth, sunset, pure snow, even a smile,

All are waves of music,

Escape in the sea.

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Because, this earth, I have who also can't love --

Even you, my butterfly!

（注，英文版）