阮籍·《咏怀·其一》英译

夜中不能寐，起坐弹鸣琴。

薄帷鉴明月，清风吹我襟。

孤鸿号外野，翔鸟鸣北林。

徘徊将何见，忧思独伤心。

Meditations

Ruan Ji

I

As I stay awake until midnight,

I get up from the bed and play the lute.

Through the curtains comes the bright moonlight;

The gentle breeze is blowing at my suit.

In the wilderness shrieks the solitary swan;

In the northern woods screams the circling bird.

What do I see while I pace on and on?

Alone I’m sad for what I saw and heard.

（汪榕培 译）

I

Midnight, and I can’t sleep.

Sitting up, I play upon my harp.

My gauze curtains mirror the moonlight;

a fresh breeze, fluttering my sleeves.

The lone swan cries, crossing the wilderness;

birds shriek, flying from the northern woods.

Pacing the courtyard, pacing the courtyard,

What can I see?

Only anxiety, fretting my heart.

（吴伏生、Graham Hartill 译）

Reflections

Ruan Ji

I

I cannot sleep deep in the night;

I rise and sit to play my lute.

Thin curtains mirror the moon bright;

Clear breezes tug my lapels mute.

A lonely swan shrieks over the plain;

Hovering birds cry in north wood.

What do I see, pacing in vain?

My heart is grieved in solitude.

（许渊冲 译）