十一
Days are coloured bubbles that float upon
the surface of fathomless night.
白天是五彩的气泡
飘浮在幽深难测的夜的表面之上
十二
My offerings are too timid to claim your
remembrance,and therefore you may remember
them.
我的给予是多么羞涩
不能渴求你的纪念
然而 你却去可以纪念它
十三
Leave out my name from the gift if it be a burden,
but keep my song.
如果这份礼物成为一种负担
那就忽略我的名字
留下我的欢歌
十四
April,like a child,writes hieroglyphs on dust
with flowers,wipes them away and forgets.
四月像个孩童
拿着花瓣在尘埃上写下天真的符号
又擦去它们 转瞬便忘掉
十五
Memory,the priestess,kill the present and
offers it heart to the shrine of the dead past.
记忆 这个女祭司
屠杀了现在
把它的心献给已死的
逝去的神坛
十六
From the solemn gloom of the temple
children run out to sit in the dust,
God watchs them play and forget the
priest.
孩子们从寺庙庄严的幽暗处跑出
一屁股坐在尘土里
上帝发呆地望着他们嬉闹
忘记了寺庙里还有位方丈
十七
My mind starts up at some flash on the
flow of its thoughts like a brook at a
sudden liquid note of its own that is
never repeated.
我的心在思想的的曲波里
因一闪的灵动而震颤
如一条小溪
因自己突然流淌的
不再重复的音符
而欢唱
十八
In the mountain,stillness surges up to
explore its own height;in the lake,
movement stands still to contemplate
its own depth.
远山 在静默里翻涌
寻览着自己的高度
湖泊 在水流的静止中
思量它自己的渊深
十九
The departing night's one kiss on the
closed eyes of morning glows in the
star of down.
将逝的夜
在拂晓闭着双睛的一吻
醉了的星顷刻闪出了光亮
二十
Maiden,thy beauty is like a fruit which
is yet to mature,tense with an unyielding secret.
啊 少女
你的美丽
如一颗渐红的苹果
怀揣这无数的秘密
而羞涩 |
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