有毯子的晚上The night with a blanket.

Vegan Monday

其實我也不認識你們
笑容卻串聯起一切

菜園旁的簡陋野餐桌
擺滿了豐盛的食物

我帶了1/4個西瓜
我幸福的吃著野菜派，沙拉，和好多巧克粒蛋糕

然後你們輕聲的談話
有時候我聽不懂
但你們的氣息
讓我覺得不是在千里之外

夜幕降臨
我們拉起了毯子
彼此依偎
音樂響起

是葬禮的音樂
但是卻讓人心定
好像死一回，聽這音樂，也不是什麼哭得唏哩嘩啦的事
就好像我會離開你們
離開瑞典
不捨之中
笑容不減
因為我們有溫暖的力量
串連
就像這條毯子
Actually, I don't know you.
But smiles connect everything together.

The crude picnic table sat beside the vegetable garden.
A rich amount of food was laid on it.

I bought one forth of watermelon.
I ate wild-vegetable pie, salad, and a lot of chocolate cake, with happiness.

And you talked gently.
Sometimes I didn't understand.
But your climate
let me feel I was not thousands of miles away from you.

The night had arrived.
We put on blankets.
sat shoulder to shoulder,
and the music spoke.

It was a music for funeral.
But it brought peace into people's heart.
To have this music once a time made death  not a crying-loud thing.
Just like I will leave you.
And will leave Sweden.
Smiles live within the unwilling mood.
Because we have the gentle power
connecting each other,
just like the blankets.