Full moon

Full moon

the full moon rises
high about my pillow
that anxious moon

a sleepless guitarist
steps out dishevelled rhythms
along moonlit streets
the heart jolting at will
then: immense calm

many silver practised circlings
although
no one is willing to touch those footprints
only what is past
is clear

so limpid,
absolutely limpid
I walk towards white night
holding myself together

those with a conscience
have no fear of frankness
the talented are terrified by concealment
that which has life
is destined to attract calamity

because
of the full moon, beautiful
through long darkness and deficiency
we rise brilliantly
we fall even more brilliantly from the sky
everything: immense calm

满月

满月升起
在我枕边的七尺之外
那心事盈盈的月亮

失眠的吉他手
沿月光统领的街
踏出蓬乱的节奏
心随意颠簸
于是便无限宁静

有许多银链回旋
虽然
没有人情愿触及脚印
可过去了的
才是清晰的
很透明很透明
我走向白夜

有良心
就不怕坦白
有才华
不可能遮掩
有生命
从小躲避劫难

呵  因为
长久的黯淡和欠缺
而美妙的满月
我们辉煌地升起
更辉煌地陨落
一切无限宁静