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Aye You

In China she learned to say "Ouch" in English
Until a blue-eyed roamer staring stiff whispered "Aye You" constantly
Intoxicated to the ultimate that woke her up
She realised this primitive exclamation phrase contained exoticism

One "Aye You" - the insuppressible feeling
Along with bloody red ink's irritation slips off the tongue
Oriental style passion like a seal "bang"
Chopped on foreign will's soft spot

"Aye You" drumming on the roamer's chest
Delightfully unbosomed his unlimited orgasm for life
Like a music note that suddenly stops at peak
When he contracted sexually transmitted disease he realised the thrilling call was already yesterday's sunshine

Without turbulence civilisation won't dawn
Facing the shooting star on the night sky   One shout of "Aye You" marks a joyous surprise
Facing thorny cuts "Aye You" is a pain killer
"Aye You" represents all language inexpressible with sense or non-sense

When a renowned violinist's father teaching vocal music
Chapter one - To open our eyes we must open our mouths first
Like releasing a devil jailed inside us we must call out "Aye You" with all our heart
He sublimed my love for these two letter words into another realm

Pursuing fame can be absurdly serious
"Aye You" empties all my emotion's shame
I suffocated in muted laughter
Crescendo "Aye You" like a wave tumbling in a string of drowning promises

No matter oath or curse
Everybody lives in language everyday
Even angst applies in language form speaking out silently
"Aye You" shoulders our sin and carries our sorrow

Standing tall in "Aye You" fertilised language earth
Itself language's vigorous weed
Whatever the emotional weather we are looking for
Why not plough in "Aye You" high or low

Mother of voice - Voice of mankind
A source of strength and cowardice
Obsession with perfection
Chinese language thumb's continuous whirling fingerprint

 

Original Chinese    10:17 AM    Friday, 2nd July 1999
English Translation    11:02 AM    Friday, 2nd July 1999



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