无心剑英译北岛，《结局或开始》

无心剑

结局或开始——献给遇罗克 The End or Beginning—— for Yu Luoke 北岛 By Bei Dao 我，站在这里代替另一个被杀害的人为了每当太阳升起让沉重的影子像道路穿过整个国土 standing here, I replaceanother murdered personto let the heavy shadowrun across the land like a roadeach time when the sun rises 悲哀的雾覆盖着补丁般错落的屋顶在房子与房子之间烟囱喷吐着灰烬般的人群温暖从明亮的树梢吹散逗留在贫困的烟头上一只只疲倦的手中升起低沉的乌云 the woeful fog coversstrewn roofs like patchworkbetween one house and anotherthe chimneys spurt the ashy crowdwarmth's blown away from bright treeslingering on the poor cigarette stubsfrom tired hands arise low black clouds 以太阳的名义黑暗在公开地掠夺沉默依然是东方的故事人民在古老的壁画上默默地永生默默地死去 in the name of the sundarkness plunders in publicsilence is still the story of the Eastpeople on archaic frescoeslive forever in silenceand die in silence 呵，我的土地你为什么不再歌唱难道连黄河纤夫的绳索也像绷断的琴弦不再发出鸣响难道时间这面晦暗的镜子也永远背对着你只留下星星和浮云 ah, my beloved landwhy do you sing no moreisn't it true that ropes of the Yellow River towmenwhine no more like the broken lute-stringsisn't it true that time — the dark mirror —has also turned its back on you foreverleaving nothing but stars and drifting clouds 我寻找着你在一次次梦中一个个多雾的夜里或早晨我寻找春天和苹果树蜜蜂牵动的一缕缕微风我寻找海岸的潮汐浪峰上的阳光变成的鸥群我寻找砌在墙里的传说你和我被遗忘的姓名 I'm looking for youin one dream after anotherI look for spring and apple treesand wisps of breeze stirred by beesin every misty night or morningI look for the tide of the seashorethe sunshine on the waves turn into seagullsI look for the legends built into the wallyour name and my name that are forgotten 如果鲜血会使你肥沃明天的枝头上成熟的果实会留下我的颜色 if blood could fertilize youthe full-blown fruitwould leave my coloron tomorrow's branches 必须承认在死亡白色的寒光中我，战栗了谁愿意做陨石或受难者冰冷的塑像看着不熄的青春之火在别人的手中传递即使鸽子落到肩上也感不到体温和呼吸它们梳理一番羽毛又匆匆飞去 I must admit thatI tremble in chilly lightwith whiteness of deathwho'd like to be a meteoriteor the ice-cold statue of a martyrwatching the undying fire of youthpass down by the hands of other peopleeven if doves alight on its shoulderit cannot feel their warmth and breaththey preen their wingsand fly away in haste 我是人我需要爱我渴望在情人的眼睛里度过每个宁静的黄昏在摇篮的晃动中等待着儿子第一声呼唤在草地和落叶上在每一道真挚的目光上我写下生活的诗这普普通通的愿望如今成了做人的全部代价 I am a man, I need loveI long to pass each serene duskin the eyes of my sweetheartwaiting for first cry of my sonin the rocking of the cradleI write the poems of lifeon the grass and fallen leavesand on every sincere gazenow this ordinary longing has becomethe whole cost of being a man 一生中我曾多次撒谎却始终诚实地遵守着一个儿时的诺言因此，那与孩子的心不能相容的世界再也没有饶恕过我 in my lifeI have lied many timesbut have always honestly keptthe promise made in my childhoodso that the world incompatiblewith the heart of a childhas not forgiven me anymore 我，站在这里代替另一个被杀害的人没有别的选择在我倒下的地方将会有另一个人站起我的肩上是风风上是闪烁的星群 standing here, I replaceanother murdered personwith no other choiceanother person will standat the place where I fallon my shoulders is the windover which are the twinkling stars 也许有一天太阳变成了萎缩的花环垂放在每一个不屈的战士森林般生长的墓碑前乌鸦，这夜的碎片纷纷扬扬 maybe one day, the sunwill become a withered wreathto hang before the gravestoneof each unyielding fighterwhich is growing like a forestthe black crows - debris of the night -drift profusely and disorderly 译于2020年3月5日

无心剑英译北岛，﻿《结局或开始》

无心剑

无心剑英译北岛，《结局或开始》