文天祥·《酹江月》英译

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堪笑一叶漂零，重来淮水，正凉风新发。镜里朱颜都变尽，只有丹心难灭。去去龙沙，江山回首，一线青如发。故人应念，杜鹃枝上残月。

 

Drinking to the Moon on the River

 

Wen Tianxiang

 

Immense is the universe.

Could dragons be imprisoned in pools so small?

How can we stay in wind and rain,

In grief and pain?

How can we bear

Cold crickets’ chirp at the foot of the wall?

Where is the hero, spear in hand, crooning his verse?

And where’s the talents’ owner? All

Has vanished like snow in the air.

Seeing the river

Running forever,

We need not fear

No hero would appear.

 

Alas! Like wafting leaves, you and I,

We come again to River Huai,

When the cold breeze begins to blow.

In the mirror we find a face aged in woe,

But still unchanged is our loyal heart.

Now for the northern desert we start;

Turning our head,

We see a hairlike stretch of land outspread.

If my old friend should think of me.

Listen to the wailing cuckoo on the moonlit tree!