● 正午阳光下的小县城

小引 作 / 林（飞菲） 译

这是一座小县城
客车总在第二天正午
突然到来
我站在二楼的阳台上，抽烟或发呆
这的确是座小县城
在1990年的春天
它四面环山，安静异常
而小米就在楼下的阴影里
吃着槟榔，歌唱


A County Town in the Midday Sun

It was a county town,
And the bus would always turn up
At the next noon,
While I was standing on the balcony, smoking or in a trance.
It was indeed a county town
In the spring of 1990,
Surrounded by mountains, extremely peaceful.
And she was downstairs in the shadow,
Singing, chewing a betelnut.


往前，县城的中学
空空荡荡，在正午的阳光下
小米抬起头
看看一动不动的，五星红旗，和我
街道躺在那里
狭窄悠长
收音机里放着老歌
你这——就跟我走吧
跟我走
小米也在阴影里低声地唱啊
这就是属于我们的
最后一个正午啦

Long time ago, when the high school
Of the town was emptied in the midday sun,
She would raise her head
To have a look at the motionless national flag, and me,
While the cramped street
Lay there leisurely.
And the radio was playing an old song:
"Then you - follow me, please."
"Follow me,"
She parroted in a low tone, still downstairs in the shadow.
This was the last midday
That belonged to us.


我伏下身子
我朝向她，朝向黄色的尘土，飞扬
这个县城里
此刻安静异常
而我们一直在这样生活
小米和我，在夜里，相对无言
带栏杆的楼廊
除了我们，不会有别人的
小煤炉总在烧着，一叠蜂窝煤
收音机总在唱着，最后一枪
而过路的客车，小米抱着我轻声唱
明天才到，明天到

I bent down towards her,
Meeting the brownish dust flying up
Over the county town.
It was extremely peaceful
At this very moment,
The same way as we had been living all the time.
At night, she and I had nothing to say.
Nobody would be there except for us
On the balcony with a balustrade.
In the stove was always burning a pile of briquettes,
And the radio was always sending out "the Last Shot,"
She held me in her arms, watching the buses pass by,
And singing softly: “Tomorrow, it will come tomorrow.”


风就刮起来了
我什么话都没有说
我在我的诗歌里这样写到

And came a blast of wind,
And I said nothing,
I wrote in a poem.