2016年的冬 / Winter of 2016

2016年的冬

纽约街头两旁是被践踏了的雪，
它的颜色曾经白得无辜，
可如今已被无数脚印玷污，
就像我一颗被撕裂的心变得陈旧。
我渴望呼吸新鲜空气，
所以我打开了窗户，
可因为我很久不曾出屋，
外面世界冷得削骨，
刺痛了我的鼻子和脸颊娇嫩的皮肤。

Winter of 2016

The streets of New York
Is lined with trampled snow,
Its once innocent color is now
Sullied with footprints,
Just as the way my heart grew torn and old.
I yearned for a breath of fresh air,
So I opened my window.
But having been indoors for too long,
The outside side world's whittling cold
Stung my tender cheeks and nose.