白玉京

I offer you lean streets,
我给你瘦落的街道，

desperate sunsets,
绝望的落日，

the moon of the jagged suburbs.
荒郊的月亮，

I offer you the bitterness of
a man who has looked long and
long at the lonely moon.
我给你一个久久地望着孤月的人的悲哀。