Morning Hollow

in the silver morning hollow
在明亮而空寂的早晨
trembling and getting old
顫抖著慢慢老去
smelling burnt oil of heaven
依稀聞到天堂裡燈油的味道
about ten years,too big to hold
快十年了，卻依然不能自已
she dont get up when I come into the room
我走進房間的時候，她沒有醒來
she dont run through the fields anymore
她已不能越過那小小的棲身之地
built a fire in the kitchen
在廚房裡生起火
made her bed by a stove
讓她睡在熊熊的爐邊
took a walk to the graveyard
墓地裡徘徊再三
but she didnt want to go
她一定是不忍離開
she dont worry all them murders of crows
她全然不擔心那些烏鴉的虎視眈眈
even though they was always out of reach
儘管她也毫無辦法
she dont get up when I come into the room
當我走進房間，她已不再醒來
she dont run through the fields anymore
她已不能再在田野裡奔跑