徐灿·《满江红·将至京寄素庵》英译

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帆影外、

东风偏恶。

人未起，

旅愁先到，

晓寒时作。

满目河山牵旧恨，

茫茫何处藏舟壑。

记玉萧、

金管振中流，

今非昨。

 

春尚在，

衣怜薄。

鸿去尽，

书难托。

叹征途憔悴，

病腰如削。

咫尺玉京人未见，

又还负却朝来约。

料残更、

无语把青编，

愁孤酌。

 

Man jiang hong:

Sent to Su’an upon Approaching the Capital      

Xu Can

 

The willow bank leans aslant;

From beyond the sail’s shadow the east wind is blowing hard.

The traveler’s sorrow comes before the body rises;

Now and then the dawn chill stirs.

Before my eyes the rivers and hills draw an old grief;

Vast and dim where in the ravine can I hide my boat?

I recall how jade flutes and golden pipes resonated in midstream

But the present is not the past.

Spring is still here;

My clothes are woefully thin.

The wild geese are gone;

There is no messenger for my letter.

Alas, the journey has made me wan and sallow,

My sickly waist as though pared.

It is a stone’s throw from the capital, but he hasn’t appeared,

Again missing our morning appointment.

Perhaps in the dying watch I’ll read a book in silence

And drink a sad cup alone.

 

（Charles Kwong 译）