Rainy night – Xi Murong

At the corner of such a dark long street

on such a cold rainy night

There's always someone passing by

in a hurry, holding an old black umbrella,

the back whitened by the rain

as page after page of dusky askew poetic lines

weaved by time.

I always feel you are still somewhere waiting for me quietly,

So at the corners of each muddy long street

I have to slow down my pace gradually

to look back into the depth of the rain very light.

在这样冷的下着雨的晚上          

在这样暗的长街的转角              

总有人迎面撑着一把               

黑色的旧伞匆匆走过               

雨水把他背影洗得泛白              

恍如岁月斜织成                  

一页又一页灰蒙的诗句              

总觉得你还在什么地方静静等待着我   

在每一条泥泞长街的转角            

我不得不逐渐放慢了脚步            

回顾向雨丝的深处