He closed his eyes in the shade , with the scent of the roses in his throat , and let the music roll through his soul , a saraband which caressed the face of death as lovers caress the face of their beloved .

他阖上眼帘，玫瑰的芳香仍然滞流在喉咙上，让这圣洁的音乐流淌过自己的灵魂，如飘渺的性感舞曲爱抚著死神的脸孔，犹如温柔情人轻抚著爱人的面颊。