The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures its time, and our life is a lingering fever.

The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures its time, and our life is a lingering fever.

死亡的时钟在我们的胸中慢慢地滴答作响，每一滴血都在测量它的时间，我们的生命是一场挥之不去的高烧。

-- Georg Buchner 毕希纳