八角街

沿著一個方向
我們像所有行進著的人們那樣走著
我記得：
在瞬間我們曾忘記過時間
忘記過語言，忘記過聲音
因為在這樣的時候，我向神祈示
我只看見了石頭和銅
其余什么也沒看見

The Octagonal Street

Along one side
we walked as all who walked
I still remember
That moment we forget time
forgot language, forgot sound
because at such a moment
I prayed for an enlightenment:
I see nothing but stones and copper