The solitude crossed with dream and with silence.Penned up between the sea and sadness. 孤寂借梦和沉默穿过，在海与哀伤之间被囚禁。 Between the lips and the voice something goes dying. 在双唇与声音之间，某些事物已逝去。 My heart closes like a nocturnal flower. 我的心，如黑夜中的花朵般闭敛。