Day 47

第47天

Autumn

秋

Thomas Ernest Hulme

托马斯•厄内斯特•休姆

A touch of cold in the Autumn night

一缕清寒在秋夜中飘荡漫步出门，

I walked abroad, And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge Like a red faced farmer.

见一轮红月倚在树篱上， 如同一个红脸膛的农夫。

I did not stop to speak, but nodded, And round about were the wistful stars

我没有停下来说话，只点了点头， 周围是沉思的繁星，

With white faces like town children.

白皙的脸，像城市中的孩童。