经典现代诗双语赏析：我和神的哀歌

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经典现代诗双语赏析：我和神的哀歌　　我亲手烧掉全部候鸟的来信
　　并看见秋天在刀尖上站了一个世纪
6 |( A! e/ X9 u% _$ w0 f% d　　大地毁坏自己的脸之后又毁坏自己的心脏
& G# `" t+ Y" c4 A# D  _$ a　　世上的妇女纷纷在雪花里安家
　　她们落下时是一个意外
, q* Y4 @: \/ c1 ~8 z1 ~4 S　　隐蔽在女人心里的女人
+ ^7 d( T8 K% n) i　　永远疼痛并飘摇
　　今夜我暗访大地的全部过程
　　听见了豹与少女的秘密
1 X/ _3 F% \, G4 `4 O　　看见春天出生的人挤满天空的医院
　　我观察这个时代的飘雪
% l  X7 |2 i6 Y2 T$ P9 {, w' U　　心就像石头一样沉默
　　我弯腰捡起一块神圣的瓦片
　　用衣袖擦亮后看人类在岩石上飞奔
　　一群黑衣修女像音乐涌向他乡
　　另一群是罕见的道士和僧侣
: {! W' Y7 P* V7 D% A$ ~" r7 m　　我诚实地看着流逝的万物
　　等待飘雪向漫天飞舞的疾病前来找我
　　这是一个肤浅的年代
　　没有弃儿沿着祖父的铁轨向前爬行
　　这是一个吞噬的日子
! [5 h5 Z" a- X+ s! y, ~　　机器损坏了人类的大脑
" e" p+ {9 z* l, U2 }8 B5 a' Z　　大地上发生的一切令人伤心
　　我在音乐中以泪洗面
) M4 ^$ Q# x4 e3 }0 R　　不是我有罪
　　而是我孤独
4 g+ W( ~$ z8 W　　Requiem for Me and God
　　With my own hands I burned all letters from migratory birds
　　And I watched autumn standing for a century on the tip of a knife
　　After the good earth disfigured its face, then it ruined its own heart
2 A. K. Q7 R+ N: Y" n0 i　　Women of our time are flurrying to make their homes in snowflakes
, `2 k9 ]& ]& R3 R　　Their fall to earth is unexpected
　　The woman hiding in the heart of a woman
9 a. N. ~8 i  L0 W8 x1 L2 l　　Is forever suffering hurt and also floating
　　This night my secret survey of the good earth, the whole process
! k$ Q0 t* `$ d& `& F　　Hears the secret between a young woman and a panther
　　Sees people born in springtime crowding the hospital of the sky
　　I observe the floating snow of this era
: G" Q& @- j5 p. K! O' [9 |　　My heart as silent as a stone
3 u6 n2 q1 w0 T# Y* ~7 G( @) J+ Q　　I bend my waist to pick up a fragment of holy tile
　　After rubbing it with my sleeve, I see human traces streak across boulders
　　A group of black-robed nuns stream like music toward other towns
* A6 `* z: V% c) `　　Another group of monks and hermits, almost never seen
　　I wait and watch these evanescent objects
  B  M9 s1 h/ K7 `" t+ \　　Until snowfall comes looking for me, like a skyful of fluttering disease
. g  N2 y0 ^1 P　　This is a superficial age
　　Abandoned infants do not crawl along the rails of their grandfathers
! l! Z% b1 {& G& D　　This age is ravenous to swallow everything
　　Machines damage the brain cells of human beings
　　What has happened on the good earth is a wound in people's hearts
3 P/ J" [, r! b2 j　　Within music, I use tears to wash my face
　　This is not a matter of my sins
5 s- D# j' b+ }　　It is my solitude
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