Langston Hughes - Harlem 汉译

Does it dry up

like a raisin in the sun?

Or fester like a sore—

And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?

Or crust and sugar over—

like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags

like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

哈莱姆

 兰斯顿·休斯

梦被推迟实现又会怎么样？

  它可会像一粒葡萄干

  被阳光晒得干透？

  或者像疮开始溃烂——

  随后脓血直流？

  它可会像烂肉发臭？

  或者面上结一层糖壳——

有如糖浆般的甜酒？

也许它像是个重荷

只会渐渐搭拉。

或者它可会爆炸？