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You cannot hear me. I am static and unmoving. But, I can hear your murmurs and your cries of pain and sadness. Your sons and daughters ask why? There are no answers. I am very old. I have seen everything and I am none the wiser for the pain and suffering and I have witnessed since I rose from the bowels of the earth. I have witnessed the conflict, the death, the civilizations, and the societies that have come before you. Yet I remain mystified about this day.
你听不到我的声音，因为我是静止的。但我却听到了你的低声诉语，你的痛苦哀号。你的子女们问“为什么？”这没有答案。我已经老了。我看到了一切。但我承认面对自己所目睹的苦难沧桑我并不是一个智者。我目睹了战争、死亡、人类文明，还有你不曾经历的人类社会，但我至今依然困惑不解。
I feel sad yet alive with a purpose. I have come to know those who are now an integral part of the reason for my being here at this place and time. That purpose has become apparent as I stand before you on this day while your brethren gather to witness my reflections and the changes of light that mirror your soul.
我感到悲伤，却清楚地感受到自己存在的目的。我渐渐了解那些刻在我身上的名字，是他们让我有了存在的理由。今天，当你们围聚在我身边，看那些名字在我身上的反射，而光线的变化也折射出你们的灵魂——我越发清楚我存在的目的。
I am a reflection of you…
I am all of you…
I am your spirit..
I am The Wall.
我是你的映像……
我是你的全部……
我是你的灵魂……
我就是那面墙……
