Postcard # 25

June 21st, 2015
2015年6月21日
Picking ticks from the belly of a cat
捉住猫肚子上的虱子
Dangling blueberries, juicy and fat
摇摇晃晃的蓝莓 肥美多汁
Far in the distance, a rumbling thunder
远远地传来隆隆雷鸣
Had some music to what lies under
隐匿其中的似乎还有些乐音
There's nervous silence, thick like butter
紧张的寂静 就像厚厚的一层黄油
The popping of ticks thrown in the fire
突然跳出来的虱子被扔进火堆
And then comes the phone call he's been waiting for
然后他翘首以盼的电话终于来了
I can hear him talking through his bedroom door
我隔着卧室门听他讲电话
And I hope for the best
我盼着最好的结果
But prepare for the worst
也做着最坏的打算
He looks relieved when he returns
他回来时神色释然
Oh, how brutal it can be to wait
等待是一件多么残忍的事
The cat brushes against his leg
小猫蹭着他的腿