是谁说,“你一个人冷。”是的,我,一个人,冷。我想,我还是抱住自己,就当双肩上放着的是你的手臂。就当你的手臂在旋转我的身体:就这样闭着双目——头发旋转起来,裙子旋转起来;血和泪,幸福和温暖旋转起来。“你还冷吗?”我似乎不冷了。[译后记]也许是因为某种原因她无法与他亲近,也许他仅仅是她暗恋着的意中人,也许他仅仅是她朦胧中的向往,是虚幻中的偶像,总之,眼下她只能一个人咀嚼着孤独,只能让自己来拥抱自己,权当这是他所给予的拥抱,并以这虚幻的拥抱来为自己取暖。 Who says, “You’re cold alone.” “Yes, I, alone, cold. I think, I still hug myself, just put on your shoulders is your arm. Just as your arm is rotating my body: so closed eyes - the hair spins, the skirt spins; blood and tears, happiness and warmness revolve. ”Are you still cold?“ ”I do not seem cold. [Translation] Perhaps because of some reason she can not be close to him, maybe he is only her favorite romantic man, maybe he is just her longing in vague, is illusory idol, in short, now she can only be a person Chewing solitary, can only let oneself embrace oneself, the right when this is the embrace that he gave, and with this unreal embrace to warm oneself.