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I offer you lean streets,
我给你瘦落的街道,
desperate sunsets,
绝望的落日,
the moon of the jagged suburbs.
荒郊的月亮,
I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon.
我给你一个久久地望着孤月的人的悲哀。