汉英双语诗集《轮回》作品展二十三 _五略文学网

May have stayed hungry for long

案板

活着，就像一块案板

被时光磨光的刀刃

横切竖剁

一声不吭地忍受着

命运翻来复去地灌输

愈合的伤口捂住生活的痛

记忆折不断的枝头

有鸟的叫声

咬住黄昏一根肋骨

Cutting Board

Living is like a cutting board

Being cut, this way ａｎｄ that

By a time-sharpened blade

Enduring without a single grunt

What fate repeated instils

Scab from healed wounds covers up pains of life

From a branch that memory cannot break

Comes a bird’s singing

Which grips with her teeth a rib of dusk

往事

把一滴泪种进土里

思念也会发芽

长成村口那棵古槐

往事就像一头老黄牛

被一条缰绳拴紧

一根皮鞭抽了多年

吆喝了多年

越来越像一块石头

重重地

压向我的胸口

Past Events

When a drop of tears is planted somewhere in the soil

The pain of absence can sprout

And grow into the old pagoda at the gateway of the village

Memory is like an old cattle

That after many years of being tethered tightly by a rope

And lashed by a whip

And shouted, too

Is getting more like a rock

Pressed on my chest

接听

一定有一个远方，有一个人

一定有一些无关紧要的话

消磨着安静的时光

一定有一些街头制造的嘈杂

压低越来越弱的信号

一定有一些不可告人的秘密

被一阵风窃听

一定有一趟火车

在黄昏到来之前靠站

一定有抿不住的浅笑

散落一路

Picking up the phone

There must be a faraway place, where there’s someone

There must be some discussions of no importance

Killing quiet hours

There must be some noise made by the streets

Gradually pressing down the weakening signals

There must be some filthy secrets

Eavesdropped by a gust of wind

There must be a train

Reaching the station before dusk is here

There must be smiles that can’t be held back

Scattered about along the way

面相

看一座山

你得抬起头，并且把身体

倾斜成一定的角度

还是看不到背后

看人也一样

只用眼睛是绝对不行的

判断常常会一错再错

表面一本正经的人

也许有着一肚子坏水

Face Reading

To look at a mountain

You must lift your head up ａｎｄ tilt your body

To a certain angle

Still you don’t see the back

The same when you look at a person

It is absolutely not enough to use just eyes

Or your judgements would be misguided again ａｎｄ again

He who looks upright ａｎｄ decent

Perhaps is one with a full stomach of bad intentions

初恋

就像一枚戒指

或一串手链

被一片绸布里三层外三层裹着

压在锁紧的箱底

一把钥匙

没事时也会拧开

擦去一层薄薄的尘土

跟新的一样，而我

却一天天老去

First love

It’s like a ring

Or a bracelet

Wrapped in layers upon layers of silk

And locked at the bottom of a crate

One key

Unlocks it whenever there’s not much to do

Wiping off a thin layer of dust

Then it shines as if new, but I

Grow old each ａｎｄ every day

老兵

他一点点从身体里取出

残留的弹片，取出搁在心里的痛

一锤一锤地敲打，抛光成一只手镯

并反复叮咛儿子，一定要把这些仇恨

一代一代传下去，而挂在胸前的军功章

他得带走，带到坟里去

A Veteran

Bit by bit, he takes out of his body

The remaining shrapnel ａｎｄ the pain in his heart

And then hammer them one strike at a time, ａｎｄ polish into a bracelet

Repeatedly, reaffirms with his son to pass on the hatred

One generation to the next, but the military medals hung on his chest

He must take with him -- to his grave

出发

又得把分分秒秒算计

给没完没了的堵车留下足够的时间

又得耐着性子，压住内心的火

听航班因机械故障而延误

又得提心吊胆

把自己交给颠簸的气流

这时总会莫名其妙地想起马航

而我的出发只是为了归来

Departure

Every second ａｎｄ minute must be counted

To leave enough time for the endless traffic jams

Temper must be held back, inside flames pressed

When being informed of delays due to mechanical problems

In fear ａｎｄ dread, I also worry About

Giving myself to air turbulences

At these moments, for no reasons, I think of Malaysia Airlines

Only, my departure is for returning

空也静：原名魏彦烈，青海省作协会员。出版诗集《格桑花开》、《草原情歌》、《仰望昆仑》、《风舞经幡》、汉英双语《轮回》等多部。获昆仑文艺奖，唐蕃古道文学奖，诗歌春晚“全国十佳诗人”称号。诗观：快乐生活，安静写诗。

魏建国　中国人民大学外国语学院典籍翻译方向博士生，中

国翻译协会会员 , 中国国际商会会员。《英语沙龙》特约译稿人，

编译《关键时刻的精彩演讲》上下卷。致力于典籍翻译的理论与

实践 , 以建立中国特色汉译英体系为己任 , 矢志求索。