李清照·《永遇乐·落日溶金》英译

落日熔金，暮云合璧，人在何处？染柳烟浓，吹梅笛怨，春意知几许？元宵佳节，融和天气，次第岂无风雨？来相召，香车宝马，谢他酒朋诗侣。

中州盛日，闺门多暇，记得偏重三五。铺翠冠儿，捻金雪柳，簇带争济楚。如今憔悴，风鬟雾鬓，怕见夜间出去。不如向帘儿底下，听人笑语。

Yongyule

Like molten gold appears the setting sun;
Clouds at eve — like jade-blocks pieced into one.
Where are those ones, close and dear to my heart,
From whom, without mental pain, I couldn't part?

On the willow trees are sprouts, fresh and new,
But a heavy mist soon blots out the view.
Of leaves, plum trees are somehow mostly bare.
The song 'Falling Plum Flowers' — a doleful air.

How so little has Spring come to its own,
When, in the air, rings a dry, cheerless tone!
On this gala day, the weather proves mild.
Would it keep itself long from turning wild?

Friends would take me, on their cars, for a drive.
But to be excused from such, I contrive.
With them, fellow-poets would have me dine,
But such offers, I manage to decline.

Proud Bianjing (1), in its heyday, I recall;
Ladies at home had nothing at all.
On the Lantern Festival, they were keen.
Their hats — decked with jade of a lustrous green.
Their hair was done up in the proper way.
One vied with another, this very day.


(1)Bianjing: capital of the Northern Song Dynasty (960-1127), today's Kaifeng, Henan Province

（徐忠杰 译）