And it was at that age 　　就在那时 　　Poetry arrived in search of me 　　诗意觅我而来 　　I don’t know, I don’t know 　　我不清楚，我不明白 　　Where it comes from 　　它从何方寻来 　　From winter or a river 　　或是寒冬，或是河流？ 　　I don’t know how or when 　　我不知道它是如何，又是何时到来 　　No, they weren’t voices 　　不，那不是声音 　　They were not words or silence 　　不是文字，更非寂静 　　But from a street I was summoned from the branches of night 　　那是街头长夜不时的召唤 　　Abruptly from the others 　　突然间，它来了 　　Among violent fires or returning alone 　　在狂野炫目的烟火中，在寂寞归家的路上 　　There I was without a face and it touched me 　　我好似迷茫而恍惚，迷离中被它攫住， 　　I didn’t know what to say 　　无以名状 　　My mouth had no way with names 　　难以言述 　　My eyes were blind and something started in my soul 　　视线模糊，灵魂开始了异动 　　Fever of forgotten wings 　　灼热与被遗忘的羽翼 　　And I made my own way deciphering that fire 　　我试图诠释那一团火簇 　　Pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing 　　于是我写下第一行苍白的诗句，苍白得缥缈，这只是胡言乱语，无知者的思想 　　And suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened 　　忽然间我看见天堂打开了门锁 　　And open planets palpitated plantations 　　星儿迸出，在林宇间舞动 　　Shadow perforated riddled with arrows, fire and flowers 　　姿影婆娑，如箭，如火，如花 　　The winging night, the universe 　　起风的夜晚，苍穹浩淼 　　And I infinitesimal being drunk with the great starry void 　　渺小的我沉醉在这星光璀璨的长空 　　Lightness image of mystery felt myself a pure part of the abyss 　　轻盈神秘的影响中，我如沧海一粟 　　I wheeled with the stars 　　随着星儿一道旋转飘忽 　　My heart broke loose on the wind 　　心儿与风自由放逐