微凉
We let the wind blow in
And churn our summer day around.
We let the music roar through the house.
In the living room, in the wind, and in the music,
We twirl and we imagine that
We will be poets and dancers and scientists ...
我们让风吹进来,
肆意搅动我们的夏日。
我们让音乐响彻整个屋子。
在客厅、在风中、在音乐声里,
我們旋转起舞,思绪飞扬——
未来,我们是诗人,是舞者,是科学家……