追风的欲望

她裙摆如钱币般翻飞，
狂风知道，她在逃，
或是在追寻什么？
眼睛捏紧打开金库的风，
是人心荒芜的秘密。

Her hem flutters like scattered coins,
The wild wind knows she flees or seeks.
Her eyes clutch the wind that unlocks the vault,
It is the secret of barren hearts.

袖口的锦绣花纹掠过光线，
流苏般的发丝在空气中狂舞，
裙下，是一片不容迟疑的世界。
谁在低语，谁在叫嚣？

Embroidered sleeves brush the light,
Her hair whirls wildly in the air.
Beneath her skirt lies a world of no hesitation.
Who whispers? Who shouts aloud?

微张的双唇里藏着漫天的欲望，
最后，她仍会笑，
风止时，无人知晓她是否得到了她想要的。

Her parted lips hold boundless desire,
In the end, she will still smile.
When the wind stops, no one will know
If she has found what she desires.

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