And when death comes, the dying still pick at their bedsheets, and their arms break out in blue and violet blooms on the insides, and their breaths get further and further apart, like they're falling asleep.
当死亡来临时， 死者还在挑剔自己的床单， 他们的手臂会突然由内而外 变得青一块紫一块， 呼吸会越来越微弱， 如同渐渐睡去。