The hunted look, the haunted grace 猎物看，闹鬼的恩典

The empty laugh that you cultivate 你培养的空​​笑

You fall into that false embrace 你陷入了虚假的拥抱

And kiss the air about her face 亲吻的空气对她的脸

Who do you think you are? 你认为谁你是谁？

The tres bon mots you almost quote from your 该特雷邦冶游你几乎报价您

QUIVER of literary darts 文学飞镖箭袋

A thousand or so tuneless violins thrilling your cheap 千元左右不成调小提琴惊心动魄的便宜

little heart 小心脏

Who do you think you are? 你认为谁你是谁？

   

My cigarette burns right down to the ash, my coffee 我的烟头烫，下至灰，我的咖啡

cup is unstained 杯是未染色

The waiter hovers close at hand 服务员徘徊近在咫尺

His courtesy strained 他礼节性紧张

   

Who do you think you are? 你认为谁你是谁？

I close with my regards 我闭上了我的问候

Well I'm the red-face gentleman 嗯，我的红色面的绅士

Caught in this picture postcard 夹在这风景明信片

Who do you think you are? 你认为谁你是谁？

   

Trying my best to make the best of your absence 尽我所能，做最好的你没有

Though the joke gets tired and sordid 虽然笑话厌倦和肮脏

Sea-shell hearts get trampled under foot 海壳的心得到践踏

Punchlines unrewarded Punchlines未获报偿

   

But even at this distance it's not easy to accept 但即使在这个距离它不容易被接受

The vision that I chase returns when I least expect it 我追逐回报时，我最不希望它的愿景

I've fallen from your tired embrace 我已经从你累了倒下的拥抱

I kiss the air around the place that should be your face. 我亲吻身边应该是你的脸的地方的空气。