歌词
Memory is the seamstress, and a capricious one at that.
记忆是一位勤劳任性的裁缝
Memory runs her needle in and out, up and down, hither and thither.
回忆在针头里穿梭，在时间的缝隙里编织着
We know not what comes next, or what follows after.
我们能预感到什么即将来临，和它之后的种种
Thus, the most ordinary movement in the world,
因此，每个平凡的一举一动
such as sitting down at a table and pulling the inkstand towards one,
比如坐在桌旁将墨水移进
may agitate a thousand odd, disconnected fragments,
或许会让人想起千万奇特的，互不关联的记忆碎片
now bright, now dim, hanging and bobbing and dipping and flaunting.
闪烁着，在时间中摆动，穿梭，流淌出这一行行字
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