The White Birds
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白鸟
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| I would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea! |
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我愿我们是一双白鸟，飞在浪尖， |
| We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee; |
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在流星未消隐时，便厌了它的光焰； |
| And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky, |
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黄昏的蓝星在天际低低闪光， |
| Has awaked in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die. |
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唤起了我们心里那亘古的忧伤。 |
| A weariness comes from those dreamers, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose; |
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一丝倦意飘来，来自那露湿的百合与玫瑰， |
| Ah, dream not of them, my beloved, the flame of the meteor that goes, |
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爱人，别去梦那流星的光辉； |
| Or the flame of the blue star that lingers hung low in the fall of the dew： |
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别去梦那流连在露水里的蓝星， |
| For I would we were changed to white birds on the wandering foam：I and you! |
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愿我们化作白鸟，在浪尖飞行。 |
| I am haunted by numberless islands, and many a Danaan shore, |
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我心里着魔着数不清的仙岛， |
| Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no more; |
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那里没有岁月，没有忧伤； |
| Soon far from the rose and the lily and fret of the flames would we be, |
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我们会远离人群，远离烦恼， |
| Were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea! |
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只要我们做那浪尖上的一双白鸟。 |
