【原创英文诗首发】兵马俑

莫笑愚

Terra cotta soldiers


by J. Loh


2 o0 U6 b; Y% N0 \2 {$ {a dead cat bounced once or twice
# t/ q/ G  T5 B# P' A8 va dead man walked as a soldier from Qin dynasty
" a4 [$ s% V5 Q* `who dreamed about climbing the Great Wall across the vast
0 X6 \8 h% F6 ~4 k# k# O" E% vnorthern wasteland
0 N# w8 s" n3 r! W! ^6 p& ^; A8 Vand only found himself turned into a ghost in the bushes
" D3 P4 ]# J- X; L6 V6 w3 a7 Alike a shapeless shadow of wind
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7 R/ {8 Y+ P2 l9 A: S% e9 K# T0 jsuch vivid affairs one could not tell
& F2 y. l1 V# Z: _" _% D2 iin the midnight silence
and I knew nothing about the basement
# |! R& y( R, t( R4 p& O, twhere rats and cockroaches fought among themselves
+ d3 d9 p4 T' o& |, N2 d; D0 ^I was alive, but couldn't walk nor bounce around
as a black swan or a white cat
while you said, come join the soldiers of the cockroaches.
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9 P, ]( g8 m7 t# x" \Why not rats, I asked.
one inch seemed one million miles away
with two worlds apart
6 L  x8 `/ j% w: M" z8 athere was something inside me I couldn't reach
"tear me into pieces", you said,
"nothing is authentic or genuine as you will see
: Q5 J0 Q8 c1 b0 z  ]in pieces of me"

I was alive, but couldn't walk as a living being
the world surrounding me
was a tiny drop of the rain, dripping down
from a pigeon's wing-tip
( \) H9 d/ \, `: P- d& B7 Ctime turned into a grain of sand --
; e3 {, _5 K7 i  [; j7 n-- the sole truth of the universe
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with sore and pain in my back
I couldn't go too far from my flesh nor bring the true pieces of me
to the silent tides
I couldn't touch the shades of solidity
2 f$ K3 G  y3 V" lwhile my door was cracking --
) m  P5 T" u6 i0 G% Z/ q& A" _! sthe boundary of myself was disappearing
something completely foreign was reshaping
& j0 f9 `2 i4 r4 O2 h# wI felt the dim light of the rainy day came inside me
and shed on the cracked floor
9 E: {) K5 a/ B$ Hwhen curtains were still tightly shut

Gapping, sobbing, and yelling in pain
I felt the dead man moving out of my body
+ p/ w) o; Z% m6 |: o' _and the grain of sand was free-flying
in the pouring rain
/ ?, x/ P* W7 y5 T: J( Vlove or being loved was a state of quantum
-- rats or cockroaches didn't matter --
when a terra cotta soldier was walking
in the mighty wind.

9 O4 o5 i' q# ^# i( k/ _4 V9 qSept. 6, 2015 written in BJ
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附中文翻译：

! u. d! L; P- d+ M) i" _《兵马俑》
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作者、翻译：莫笑愚


; ?  u/ @7 m  r. J一只死猫回光返照了一次或两次
一个死去的人行走，仿佛来自秦朝的兵士
7 @$ O6 Z' g4 p! j2 m他梦见自己跨越北方广袤的荒原
攀上了长城
" }. p, N5 S  `6 W结果却发现自己变成鬼魂
8 K, o' N- a  ^0 o仿佛草丛中无形的风影

人们在午夜的寂静中
分不清这些生动的事物
而我对地下室里发生的一切也一无所知
! [/ J$ d# ~( U4 x2 ]6 Y* `" D老鼠和蟑螂在那里战斗
我活着，却不能像黑天鹅或白猫那样
行走或弹跳
而你说，来吧，加入蟑螂的战斗群。

3 ~+ t8 q& D0 E1 a% \6 `7 M$ h为什么不是老鼠，我说。
  O, |' B5 o" Q3 Z一英寸似乎相隔百万英里
两个世界天差地别
一些东西在我心中，我无法触及
“将我撕成碎片吧”，你对我说，
“在碎裂的我中，没有什么是纯正的
或真实的”

' _" X8 [" c; s6 S- k我活着，无法如众生行走
, B& R, p/ L) e, C, Q0 H' Y; _我周围的世界
是一小滴雨水，从鸽子的翅尖
滴落
8 f# [6 p% Y$ z时间成为一粒沙 ——
—— 这宇宙的唯一真理
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8 z$ r! d" z/ |! }# z( \! ^我腰酸背痛
3 o: {2 d! t- A/ ~; ~: i  a无法离开自身的肉体走得太远，也不能将真实的我的碎片
  j$ M/ i; |4 ~# A  J* ^带进静默的潮汐 ——
我无法触碰这坚固的阴影
而我的门在开裂
) s! m% k* J# X: w8 a) u我自身的边界在消失
一些完全陌生的事物在重塑
- f" ~' W: @5 l% ?. N  i我感到昏暗的灯光在雨天进入我的内心
) o" c/ ]" S: n洒在破裂的地板上
当窗帘依然紧闭

8 [6 z# I; N- w! k5 C8 {3 Q5 {撕裂着，哭泣着，带着疼痛呼号着
我感到这死去的人正在移出我的体内
而细小的沙粒在瓢泼大雨中
自由飞行——
. \# L' I) G# M: s. H爱或被爱都是量子状态
—— 老鼠或蟑螂都不重要 ——
当兵马俑的士兵
5 |: c) `, `  [8 {& z) ?9 w# o8 s行走，在迅疾的风中。
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2015-9-6于北京

大荒

莫笑愚 发表于 2015-9-10 20:39
4 N; t' d8 p/ f/ j' y/ m+ G& V谢谢大荒提读心赏！

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莫笑愚

大荒 发表于 2015-9-7 22:53
心赏！！！

9 M: L- g+ e$ c$ B" D: D' }谢谢大荒提读心赏！

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心赏！！！

莫笑愚

美好语感 发表于 2015-9-7 08:21
问好！！

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