我爱这土地
艾青
假如我是一只鸟，
我也应该用嘶哑的喉咙歌唱：
这被暴风雨所打击着的土地，
这永远汹涌着我们的悲愤的河流，
这无止息地吹刮着的激怒的风，
和那来自林间的无比温柔的黎明……
——然后我死去，
连羽毛也腐烂在土地里面。
为什么我的眼里常含泪水？
因为我对这土地爱得深沉……
I Love This Land
by AiQing
If I were a bird,
I would sing with my hoarse voice
Of this storm-buffeted land,
Of this grief-turbulent river,
Of these unceasing-raging winds,
And of the touchingly-tender forest dawn
——Then I would die,
even my feathers would decay in the soil.
Why are my eyes always with tears?
Because I love this land deeply…
祈禱
余光中
請在我頭髮上留下一吻，
我就不用戴虛榮的桂冠。
請在我手上留下一吻，
我就不用戴璀璨的指環。
請在我眼睛上輕輕一吻，
吻乾我眼中寂寞的清淚。
請在我胸上輕輕地一吻，
吻消我胸中不平的塊壘。
在這寒星顫抖的深夜，
我渴盼你那暖暖的一吻。
能蓋在我這冰涼的嘴唇，
使我不再唱那人世的愁悶。
Prayer
Yu Guang Zhong
Please place a kiss on my hair
so I needn’t wear a vain crown.
Please press a kiss in my hand
so I needn’t wear a shiny ring.
Please gently kiss my eyes,
kiss away lonely tears.
Please tenderly kiss my chest,
kiss it free of knots.
On chilly starry midnights,
I long for your warm kiss.
It should cover my cold lips,
so I won’t sing of worldly gloom.
青春
席慕容
所有的结局都已写好
所有的泪水也都已启程
却忽然忘了是怎样的一个开始
在那个古老的不再回来的夏日
无论我如何地去追索
年轻的你只如云影掠过
而你微笑的面容极浅极淡
逐渐隐没在日落后的群岚
遂翻开那发黄的扉页
命运将它装订得极为拙劣
含著泪 我一读再读
却不得不承认
青春是一本太仓促的书
Youth
Xi Murong
All the ending has been written
All the tears have already flowed
Yet suddenly I forget how it began
In that ancient summer which no longer returns
No matter how hard I search,
the youthful self only passes by like a cloud’s shadow
Pale and vague, your smiling face
gradually disappears
in the sunset behind hills
I then open the faded title page
by fate’s binding botched.
Tears in my eyes, I read it again and again-
having to admit
Youth is such a swift book
青玉案·元夕
（宋）辛弃疾
东风夜放花千树，更吹落，星如雨。
宝马雕车香满路，凤萧声动，壶光转，一夜鱼龙舞 。
蛾儿雪柳黄金缕，笑语盈盈暗香去。
众里寻他千百度，蓦然回首，那人却在，灯火阑珊处。
The Lantern Festival Night – to the tune of Green Jade Table
by Xin Qiji
The east wind adorns a thousand trees with flowers at night,
and blows down stars in showers.
Fine steeds and carved carriages spread scent along the way,
Phoenix-cooing flutes resounding,
Jade-urn-shaped lanterns revolving,
Fish and dragons dance all night.
In a gold-thread dress, butterfly-light and willow-white,
Giggling, she goes with floating faint fragrance.
But in the crowd once and again
I look for her in vain.
When all at once I turn my head,
I find her there where lantern light is dimly shed.
非马
小时候
爬上又滑下的
父亲的背
仍在那里
仰之弥高
MOUNTAIN
William Marr
It’s still there
for me to
climb
Looming from my childhood
my father’s
back
领带
非马
在镜前
精心为自己
打一个
牢牢的圈套
乖乖
让文明多毛的手
牵着脖子走
NECKTIE
William Marr
Before the mirror
he carefully makes himself
a tight knot
to let the hairy hand
of civilization
drag him
on
王小妮·《月光白得很》
月亮在深夜照出了一切的骨头。
我呼进了青白的气息。
人间的琐碎皮毛
变成下坠的萤火虫。
城市是一具死去的骨架。
没有哪个生命
配得上这样纯的夜色。
打开窗帘
天地正在眼前交接白银
月光使我忘记我是一个人。
生命的最后一幕
在一片素色里静静地彩排。
地板上
我的两只脚已经预先白了。
White Moon
Wang Xiaoni
The midnight moon exposes every bone.
I breathe ice-blue air.
All the world’s follies
are falling like fireflies.
The city is a carcass.
No living thing
can match this pure light.
I open the curtains to watch earth
hold such pouring silver
until I forget I’m human.
Life’s last act
is silently rehearsed under a bleak spotlight.
The moon lands on my floor
to reveal my blanched feet.
（Pascale Petit and Wang Xiaoni 译）
还给我
严力
还给我
请还给我那扇没有装过锁的门
哪怕没有房间也请还给我
还给我
请还给我早上叫醒我的那只雄鸡
哪怕被你吃掉了也请把骨头还给我
请还给我半山坡上的那曲牧歌
哪怕已经被你录在了磁带上
也请把笛子还给我
还给我
请还给我爱的空间
哪怕已经被你污染了
也请把环保的权利还给我
请还给我我与我兄弟姐妹的关系
哪怕只有半年也请还给我
请还给我整个地球
哪怕已经被你分割成
一千个国家
一亿个村庄
也请你还给我
GIVE IT BACK TO ME
Give it back to me
Please give me back the door without lock
Even if there is no longer a room, please give it back to me
Give it back to me
Please give me back the rooster that awakens me in the morning
Even if you have eaten it, give me the bones back please
Please give me back the shepherd’s song halfway up the hill
Even if you have recorded it on tape
Give me back the flute please
Give it back to me
Please give me back the space of love
Even if you have polluted it
Please give me back the right of environmental protection
Give me back the relationship with my brothers and sisters
Even if it lasts no more than half a year, give it back, please
Give me back the whole of the globe
Even if it has been divided into
Thousands of nations
Hundred thousands of villages
Please give it back to me
多多的诗
阿姆斯特丹的河流