商禽·《鸡》英译

星期天，我坐在公园中僻静的一角，一张缺腿的铁凳上，享用从快餐店买来的午餐。啃着啃着，突然想起已经好几十年没有听过鸡叫了。 <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

我试图用骨骼拼成一只能够呼唤太阳的禽鸟。我找不到声带，因为它们已经无须啼叫。工作就是不断进食，而它们生产它们自己。 

在人类制造的日光下

既没有梦

也没有黎明

Rooster

Shang Qin

Sunday, I sit on an iron bench with a missing leg in a quiet corner of the park to enjoy the lunch I bought at a fast-food place. As I chew, all of a sudden it occurs to me that I have not heard a rooster crow in a few decades.

With the bones I try to put together a bird that can summon the sun. I can’t find the vocal cords, because they no longer need to crow. Their work is incessant eating and they produce themselves.

Under the artificial sunlight

there is neither dream

nor dawn