The Lakes

Is it romantic how all of my elegies eulogize me?

I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones

These hunters with cell phones

Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die

I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you

Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

I'm setting off, but not without my muse

What should be over burrowed under my skin

In heart-stopping waves of hurt

I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze

Tell me what are my words worth

Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die

I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you

Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

I'm setting off, but not without my muse

I want auroras and sad prose

I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet

'Cause I haven't moved in years

And I want you right here

A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground

With no one around to tweet it

While I bathe in cliffside pools

With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief

Take me to the lakes, where all the poets went to die

I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you

Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

I'm setting off, but not without my muse

No, not without you ^[2] 

倘若我所作的哀歌都盡數用於稱頌自己 這是否足夠浪漫

我並不與那些帶着同一副面孔的憤世嫉俗者們同流

也不屬於那些用手機掌控者網絡風向的輿論捕手們

請把我帶去山脊下的湖畔吧 在那所有詩人甘願走向覆滅之處

可我不曾屬於那裏 而我親愛的 那也同樣不是你的歸宿

温德米爾湖旁那些高聳的山峯似乎是絕佳的神傷落淚之地

我便動身出發 與我迸發的靈感火花同行

在我的皮囊之下 又有何秘密值得世人不斷探尋

心中的痛苦如翻滾浪濤般將我吞噬

我已經盡全力從那些損毀聲譽的欺詐中逃出生天

告訴我 我自證清白的辯解是否還有一絲價值

請把我帶去山脊下的湖畔吧 在那所有詩人甘願走向覆滅之處

可我不曾屬於那裏 而我親愛的 那也同樣不是你的歸宿

温德米爾湖旁那些高聳的山峯似乎是絕佳的神傷落淚之地

我便動身出發 與我迸發的靈感火花同行

我憧憬着曙光再次降臨 來與傷感的散文句落應和

我盼望一睹紫藤的枝葉 蔓延纏繞我的赤足

因為我已停駐於此蹉跎太多歲月

多希望你能在這裏陪我共度

一枝嬌嫩的紅玫瑰從冰封的大地中破土而出

因此無人在周圍對它的生長議論紛紛

當我沐浴在懸崖邊的水池中時

我招致災禍的愛意與無法抗拒的悲傷都一齊沉入水下

請把我帶去山脊下的湖畔吧 在那所有詩人甘願走向覆滅之處

可我不曾屬於那裏 而我親愛的 那也同樣不是你的歸宿

温德米爾胡旁那些高聳的山峯似乎是絕佳的神傷落淚之地

我便動身出發 與我迸發的靈感火花同行

沒錯 我無法與你分離