第七首《我的愤》
Same name
Same rea
Same annoyance.
Iing it was to observe the movement of your hands，
When roses are sent to her.
Iing it was to feel the heartiness in your touch，
When your lips scorched hers…
Your amy，
Don’t dare to iserate with me.
This is what will tighten the grasp of an albatross，
Hanging from my neck.
As! Let her be free.
Free from strife，
Free in life!
——but your selfdom more galled than torrent，
Will not grant her that death warrant.
You watched her die her poisoned death，
Brilliant figure and breath，
Lost in paradise.
You fiend!
No. No!
——wasn’t I.......the same?
《一个少女笔下的情诗》第45章 第七首 《我的愤》（＋翻译）
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