二十四个年头Twenty-Four Years

Twenty-four years remind the tears of my eyes.
(Bury the dead for fear that they walk to the grave ln labour.)
In the groin of the natural doorway I crouched like a tailor
Sewing a shroud for a journey
By the light of the meat-eating sun.
Dressed to die, the sensual strut begun,
With my red veins full of money,
In the final direction of the elementary town
I advance for as long as forever is.

二十四个年头提醒着我眼中的泪珠，
（埋葬了死者因为害怕他们走向分娩的坟墓）
我像裁缝一样蜷缩在自然之门的穹棱，
借着食肉的太阳照耀
为这个旅行缝制裹尸布，
穿戴整齐准备赴死，性感妖娆、昂首阔步，
带上我红色血管中流淌的金钱，
在原初城镇我遵循最后的方向
走向时间的尽头。