蔡琰·《胡笳十八拍·第十一拍》英译

我非贪生而恶死，不能捐身兮心有以。

生仍冀得兮归桑梓，死当埋骨兮长已矣。

日居月诸兮在戎垒，胡人宠我兮有二子。

鞠之育之兮不羞耻，愍之念之兮生长边鄙。

十有一拍兮因兹起，哀响兮彻心髓。 

Eighteen Songs of a Nomad Flute     

Cai Yan        

Song 11

I am not one who clings to life on account of a fear of death,

But I could not do away with myself; my heart had its reasons:

If I lived I could still hope to return to the land of mulberries and catalpas,

But if I died my bones would be buried here, in the empty plains.

Days and months I dwelt among the nomads,

My nomad husband was fond of me, and we had two sons.

I nurtured them, brought them up, I can feel no shame for this.

I felt for them, pitied them, born in the far frontier.

My eleventh song has risen from this emotion,