It was me, peering through the looking-glass. 这是我通过镜子窥视。

Beyond the embrace of Christ. 除了基督的怀抱。

Like the secret face within the tapestry. 就像挂毯中的秘密的脸。

Like a bird of prey over the crest. 喜欢的猎物在波峰鸟。

And she was swathed in sorrow, as if born within its mask. 她被裹在悲伤，因为如果它的规则范围内诞生。

   

Her candlelight snuffed, the icon smiled. 她掐灭烛火，图标笑了。

Emptiness followed by her wake. 空虚其次是她唤醒。

I could clasp her in undying love. 我搂住她的永恒的爱。

Within ghostlike rapture the final word was mine. 在幽灵般的狂喜的最后一句话是我的。

   

She faced me in awe. 'twas a token of ebony colour. 她敬畏面对我。那时还黑檀木色的象征。

Embodied in faint vapour. 体现在微弱的蒸汽。

Wandering through April's fire. 流浪到四月的火。

Compelled to grasp and to hold the one that was you. 不得不把握和保持一个就是你。

   

I will endure, hide away. 我忍，躲远。

I would outrun the scythe, glaring with failure. 我想逃脱的镰刀，失败令人侧目。

   

It is a mere destiny I thought, a threshold I had crossed before. 这是一个单纯的命运我想，阈我以前穿过。

The rain was waving goodbye, and when the night came 雨挥手告别，而当夜幕降临

the forest folded its branches around me. 森林折树枝在我身边。

Something passed by, and I went into a dream. 事情经过的时候，我走进了一个梦。

She laughing and weeping at once: "take me away". 她笑了，哭一次： “带我走” 。

   

I don't know how or why, I'll never know WHEN. 我不知道如何或为什么，我永远不会知道什么时候。