When You Are Old
by William Butler Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look,
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgirm soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead,
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
作者:叶芝,爱尔兰诗人。作者: tidy 时间: 27.9.2009 20:02 本帖最后由 tidy 于 9.10.2009 19:14 编辑
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英文版:
I like for you to be still,it is as though you were absent,
and you hear me from far away,and my voice does not touch you.
It seems as though your eyes had flown away ,and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth.
As all things are filled with my soul
you emerge from the things, filled my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream, and you are like the word Melancholy.
I like for you to be still,and you seem far away.
It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooinglike a dove.
And you hear me from far away and my voice does not rouch you:
Let me come to be still in your silence.
And let me talk to you with your silence
that is brightas a lamp,simple as a ring.
You are like the night, with it's stillness and constellations.
Your silence is that of a star, as remore and candid.
I like for you to be still, it is as though you were absent,
distant and fullof sorrow as though you had died.
One word then,one smile,is enough.
And I am happy, happy that it's not true.
中文版:
我喜欢你是寂静的,彷佛你消失了一样,
你从远处聆听我,我的声音却无法触及你.
好像你的双眼已经飞离去,如同一个吻,封缄了你的嘴.
如同所有的事物充满了我的灵魂,
你从所有的事物中浮现,充满了我的灵魂.
你像我的灵魂,一只梦的蝴蝶.你如同忧郁这个字.
我喜欢你是寂静的,好像你已远去.
你听起来向在悲叹,一只如鸽悲鸣的蝴蝶.
你从远处听见我,我的声音无法企及你:
让我在你的沉默中安静无声.
并且让我借你的沉默与你说话,
你的沉默明亮如灯,简单如指环,
你就像黑夜,拥有寂寞与群星.
你的沉默就是星星的沈默,遥远而明亮.
我喜欢你是寂静的,彷佛你消失了一样,
遥远而且哀伤,彷佛你已经死了.
彼时,一个字,一个微笑,已经足够.
而我会觉得幸福,因那不是真的而觉得幸福.