Walt Whitman - Reconciliation 汉译

Word over all, beautiful as the sky!

Beautiful that war, and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost;

That the hands of the sisters Death and Night, incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil’d world;

For my enemy is dead—a man divine as myself is dead;

I look where he lies, white-faced and still, in the coffin—I draw near;

I bend down, and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.

和解

这个词超过一切词汇，和天色一样美丽，

美丽是因为战争和一切残杀行为总有一天要完全被取消，

“死亡”和“黑夜”两姊妹的双手又在不断轻轻洗涤，一再洗涤这肮脏的世界；

因为我的敌人死了，一个像自己一样神圣的人死了，

我望了一眼，他躺在棺材里，雪白的脸，一动不动——我走过去，