午后的烟头很疲倦,
烟缸饱了,
嗝出刺鼻的气味。
有女孩抽象情节,
没有果子的树,长得尚好,
没有意义的烟抽出意义。
饥渴让呼吸感到困难,
怜悯被青烟纠缠,
眼睛发直。
一堵墙,
终于在偏见中看穿,
里面什么都没有。
吐圆的烟圈遭风袭击,
我说这没有意思,
而你,面壁背不出台词。
The cigarette end of afternoon is tired
The ashtray is fed
It hiccups, smells bad
A girl fabricates abstract
A tree grows good when it bears no fruit
A senseless cigarette will sense when it's smoked
Thirst makes breathing difficult
Mercy is coiled by blue smoke
Eyes with vacant expressions
A wall, finally
Is seen through by prejudice
It contains nothing
Wind breaks a smoke ring
I need to tell you this does not make sense
Facing the wall, you forget your actor's lines