窗外的夏天

　　顧城

　　那個(gè)聲音在深夜里哭了好久

　　太陽升起來

　　所有雨滴都閃耀一下

　　變成了溫暖的水氣

　　我沒有去擦玻璃

　　我知道天很藍(lán)

　　每棵樹都齜著頭發(fā)

　　在那“嘎嘎”地錯(cuò)著響板

　　都想成為一只巨大的捕食性昆蟲

　　一切多么遠(yuǎn)了

　　我們?cè)�像早晨的蟬一樣軟弱

　　翅膀是濕的

　　葉片是厚厚的，我們年輕

　　什么也不知道，不想知道

　　只知道，夢(mèng)會(huì)飄

　　會(huì)把我們帶進(jìn)白天

　　云會(huì)在風(fēng)中走路

　　湖水會(huì)把光亮聚成

　　閃爍的鏡子

　　我們看著青青的葉片

　　我還是不想知道

　　沒有去擦玻璃

　　墨綠色的夏天波浪起伏

　　槳在敲擊

　　魚在分開光滑的水流

　　紅游泳衣的笑聲在不斷隱沒

　　一切多么遠(yuǎn)了

　　那個(gè)夏天還在拖延

　　那個(gè)聲音已經(jīng)停止

　　1982年8月

　　Summer Outside the Window

　　Gu Cheng

　　Through the deep night a voice cries on and on

　　when the sun rises

　　the drops of rain sparkle briefly

　　then transform into steam

　　but I do not go to wipe off the glass

　　I know that the sky is blue

　　and every tree raises its hair in its hands

　　in that sound of snapping castanets

　　would be a big black beetle in search of food

　　Everything is so distant

　　I was once as weak as a morning cicada

　　wings soaked through

　　and leaves thick, we were young

　　knew nothing

　　and didn’t want to know

　　all we knew was that the dreams might float up

　　might carry us into the daylight

　　clouds might walk along the wind

　　and the water of the lake might gather the light into flames

　　We look out at leaves turning green

　　Still I didn’t want to know

　　and have not got up to wipe off the glass

　　dark green waves of summer rise and fall

　　oars knocking, knocking

　　fish parting the glossy current

　　the smile of the red bathing suit slowly vanishing

　　everything is so distant

　　and still the summer procrastinates

　　and now the whispers end

　　(Joseph R. Allen 譯)