就是从她那古铜般的脸上

我第一次发现了那片土地的颜色

我第一次发现了太阳黄色的眼泪

我第一次发现了季风留下的齿痕

我第一次发现了幽谷永恒的沉默

就是从她那谜一样动人的眼里

我第一次听到了高原隐隐的雷声

我第一次听见了黄昏轻推着木门

我第一次听见了火塘甜蜜的叹息

我第一次听见了头巾下如水的吻

就是从她那安然平静的额前

我第一次看见了远方风暴的缠绵

我第一次看见了岩石盛开着花朵

我第一次看见了梦着情人的月光

我第一次看见了四月怀孕的河流

就是从她那倩影消失的地方

我第一次感到了悲哀和孤独

但我永远不会忘记那一天

在大凉山一个多雨的早晨

一个孩子的初恋被带到了远方

It was from the bronze of her complexion

That I first discovered the color of the land around

me

I first discovered pale yellow tears of the sun

I first discovered tooth marks of seasonal winds

I first discovered the timeless quiet of a glen

It was from the touching riddle of her eyes

That I first heard muted thunder of the highlands

That I first heard dusk push open a wooden door

That I first heard the sweet sigh of a fireplace

That I first heard a watery kiss beneath a headscarf

It was from her calm placid forehead

That I first saw twining currents in a storm-front

That I first saw boulders bloom with lush flowers

That I first saw how the moon dreams of her lover

That I first saw a river ’s pregnancy in April

It was from something about her that has faded

That I first felt real sorrow and loneliness

But I will never forget the day

In Greater Liangshan, on a rainy morning

A child’s first love was taken to far places