雨中的清晨
车窗上凝成珠串的雨滴
仿佛来自天外的银河
飞过都市的楼群

雨中的清晨
听不到人的话语
声波撞击在玻璃窗上
消失在星际与光年之间

雨中的清晨
我心如潮
我发纷乱
空气象是一个奇迹

不知道我的心
是否也是玻璃做的
貌似坚硬，其质易碎

在这样的清晨
雨滴从它光洁的表面滑落
就象从遥远的星际飘来的泪珠
在车灯的照耀下闪闪发光

英文版：A Morning In the Rain)

A morning in the rain
rain drops form beads on clean car windows
like galaxies from the outer space
flying past the downtown highrises

A morning in the rain
nobody talks
sound waves bump into the glass windows
dissolve in the interstellar space, light years away

A morning in the rain
heart is moist
hair is frizzy
and the air is a suprise

I wonder if my heart
is also made of glass
enclosed in a hard, but fragile case

when in a morning like this
rain drops also slip down its smooth surface
like tears from a faraway star
lit up by the rear lights of a car