Gei nu diao su jia Zhang De ti (To female sculptor Zhang De ti )by Ai Qing

从你的手指流出了头发 像波浪起伏不平 前额留下岁月的艰辛 从你的手指流出了眼睛 有忧伤的眼神 嘴唇抿得紧紧 从你的手指流出了一个我 有我的呼吸 有我的体温 而我却沉默着 或许是不幸 我因你而延长了寿命

From your fingers flow the hair like the wave, with up and down, The forehead was marked with the years' difficulty. From your fingers flow the eyes, The depressed glance, The lips are shut close. From you fingers flow an I with my breath, with my body temperature But I am silent Maybe it's a misfortune Because of you my life extends