The scavenger
他和他的茧一起
他走过的路都干净
He walks with his calluses
And his roads are always clean
他拥有的宝贝
都曾被遗弃
他不嫌它们脏
都抱它们紧紧
What he treasures now
Were abandoned before
Never minds their dirty
But he holds them tightly
他用破杯子喝水
喝得满脸
龟裂的皮肤
嵌著城市的皱纹
He drinks with a broken glass
Thus his cracked face
Is decorated with the city's wrinkles
他比我们更懂得失去
在命运前摊手
掌纹也比我们痕深
He knows more about lost
While unfolding his hands in front of life
His palmprint is also deeper than us
他赤手赤脚
怀抱著酒瓶和烟蒂
心底再没有
可以爱的人
With his bare hands and bare feet
He holds wine bottles and cigarette butts
And in the bottom of his heart
There is no one to love
他喜欢孤独
他知道有人的路
不一定比较安全
He likes to be alone
And he knows the roads
More traveled are often less safer
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