選擇  A Choice

          一株黃鉛筆  A yellow pencil

            如此凸顯  Appeared so outstandingly

    在下午陰暗的書房  In my darkening study one evening

當昏鴉在榆樹上喚不回  When a crow on the elm cound not call back

          西沉的太陽  The setting sun

  我像拾回了一株鏢槍  I seem to have picked up a spear

      投向靈感的中央  That I can throw it at the center of inspiration

      聞到遠山的消息  I can smell a message from the distant mountain

      發出久違的松香  That was the pine fragrance long forgotten

      那新出土的嫩尖  Its earth-breaking tender tip

    有一種蠢動的天機  Has an impulse from the Heaven

  忽然，使我眼睛發亮  Suddenly, my eyes start to gleam

  我曾經陪伴它一段段  I have accompanied it with many segments

    的歲月，短短長長  Of my life, whether it was long or short

      我的喜歡和憂傷  It witnessed my sorrows and happiness

      假如我必須選擇  If I have to make a choice

  寧願放棄現代的鍵盤  I would rather abandon my modern keyboard

  作原始和浪漫的一握  For a primitive and romantic hold

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