泪,变成了冷漠的灰,
Tears, turned in cold ashes,
荒草掩盖了坟碑。
Tablets covered by weed.
死者带着可笑的自豪,
The dead, with amusing pride,
依旧在地下长睡。
Still in long slumber, indeed.
在狂想的铭文上,
On the rhapsodic inscription,
湮开一片暗蓝的苔影。
Spreads the moss dark blue.
不幸的幸存者呵,
Those poor guys, who survived,
还在默默地追悔……
In overwhelming silence, still rue...