我是一缕夹在门缝里的灰尘 每次鸟叫时 期望被风放走 我很小 小到容纳不下眼睛 小到 容纳不下身体 我用眼睛寻找身体 只发现 自己很小 我怕别人发现我很小 大声叫喊 我喊了很久 原来没有人能看见我 风来了 可是带不走 太小的我

A wisp of dust caught in the crack of a door Every time a bird calls Hoping the wind will set me free I am very small Too small for eyes Too small For a body I search for the body with my eyes Only to find How small I am Afraid others will see how small I am I cry out I scream long Only to find no one can see me The wind came But it could not carry away One so small as me