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Na Ye

Chanting

Sometimes English,
sometimes a spider,
sometimes a web torn by the wind,
sometimes what we humans call victory
and its shadow in the next day.
God is better than politics.
She reads a book called Bible to all creatures under the sun.
In her voice rises a church:
"I love my fatherland
even though he’s sick all over his body..."

朗读

朗读

有时是英语
有时是一只蜘蛛
有时是它被大风撕破的网
有时是我们人类称之为胜利的东西
和它明天的阴影
上帝比政治更好
她向太阳下的万事万物朗读一本叫《圣经》的书
她的声音里有一座教堂升起
“我爱我的国家
虽然他多病……”
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Chanting

Sometimes English,
sometimes a spider,
sometimes a web torn by the wind,
sometimes what we humans call victory
and its shadow in the next day.
God is better than politics.
She reads a book called Bible to all creatures under the sun.
In her voice rises a church:
"I love my fatherland
even though he’s sick all over his body..."

Chanting

Sometimes English,
sometimes a spider,
sometimes a web torn by the wind,
sometimes what we humans call victory
and its shadow in the next day.
God is better than politics.
She reads a book called Bible to all creatures under the sun.
In her voice rises a church:
"I love my fatherland
even though he’s sick all over his body..."
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