The Withering of the Boughs
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树枝的枯萎
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| I cried when the moon was murmuring to the birds： |
月亮对鸟儿低语的时候，我喊着： |
| ‘Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will, |
“让田凫和麻鹬在它们喜爱的地方鸣唱， |
| I long for your merry and tender and pitiful words, |
我渴望你欢快的、温柔的、悲悯的词句， |
| For the roads are unending, and there is no place to my mind.' |
因为道路无尽，却没有放置我心灵的地方。” |
| The honey-pale moon lay low on the sleepy hill, |
淡淡的月儿垂在睡意沉沉的山坡， |
| And I fell asleep upon lonely Echtge of streams. |
我在孤独的艾赫奇溪地睡去。 |
| No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind; |
树枝不会因为寒风而枯萎， |
| The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams. |
树枝的枯萎是因我讲出了我的梦境。 |
| I know of the leafy paths that the witches take |
我清楚女巫们走过的林间小路， |
| Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool, |
她们戴着珠冠，带着纺锤， |
| And their secret smile, out of the depths of the lake; |
带着神秘的笑，来自湖水深处； |
| I know where a dim moon drifts, where the Danaan kind |
我知道阴晦的月亮何处漂泊，妲南她们 |
| Wind and unwind dancing when the light grows cool |
在何处交缠脚步，当岛上的草地光线变冷， |
| On the island lawns, their feet where the pale foam gleams. |
她们舞蹈在浪花的苍白的光彩里。 |
| No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind; |
树枝不会因为寒风而枯萎， |
| The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams. |
树枝的枯萎是因我讲出了我的梦境。 |
| I know of the sleepy country, where swans fly round |
我知道那寂静的国度，天鹅盘旋歌飞 |
| Coupled with golden chains, and sing as they fly. |
在金色锁链的捆绑之下。 |
| A king and a queen are wandering there, and the sound |
漫游的国王与王后因那歌声而快乐，而绝望，而盲聋， |
| Has made them so happy and hopeless, so deaf and so blind |
与智慧优游，直到时日销尽。 |
| With wisdom, they wander till all the years have gone by;l know, and the curlew and peewit on Echtge of streams. |
我知道，田凫和麻鹬也都知道， |
| No boughs have withered because of the wintry wind; |
树枝不会因为寒风而枯萎， |
| The boughs have withered because I have told them my dreams. |
树枝的枯萎是因我讲出了我的梦境。 |
