2008年4月24日星期四

Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again --- by Xu Zhimo

Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again --- by Xu Zhimo


Very quietly I take my leave
 As quietly as I came here;
 Quietly I wave good-bye
 To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
 The golden willows by the riverside
 Are young brides in the setting sun;
 Their reflections on the shimmering waves
 Always linger in the depth of my heart.
 The floatingheart growing in the sludge
 Sways leisurely under the water;
 In the gentle waves of Cambridge
 I would be a water plant!
 That pool under the shade of elm trees
 Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky;
 Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds
 Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?
 To seek a dream? Just to pole a boat  upstream
 To where the green grass is more verdant;
 Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight
 And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight.
 But I cannot sing aloud
 Quietness is my farewell music;
 Even summer insects heep silence for me
 Silent is Cambridge tonight!
 Very quietly I take my leave
 As quietly as I came here;
 Gently I flick my sleeves
 Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away

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2008年4月10日星期四

Hush

Hush
This is as quiet as it getshush down nowgo to sleepwe were once perfect me and youwill never leave this roomH H H Hushyou color my eyes redyour loves not live its deadthis letters written itself inside out againwhen rivers turn to roads and lovers become trendsThis is the calming before the storm this absolution is always incomplete its always bittersweetH H H Hushyou color my eyes redyour loves not live its deadthis letters written itself inside out againwhen rivers turn to roads and lovers become trendsH H H Hush this is where it endsI wont make a sound so you don't wakedon't wake don't wake you don't wake you don't wakeHush you color my eyes redyour loves not live its deadthis letters written itself inside out againwhen rivers turn to roads and lovers become trendsH H H Hush this is where it endsyou color my eyes redyour loves not live its deadthis letters written itself inside out againwhen rivers turn to roads and lovers become trendsH H H Hush this is where it endsThis is where it ends