诗译 Tonight I can write

Tonight I can write
聂鲁达 Neruda

今夜，我可以写
Bluess 译

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, ΄The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

今夜，我可以写出最忧伤的诗句
例如，写出，繁星之夜
星光正蓝，在遥远处颤抖
夜风在天空中回旋并歌唱

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

今夜，我可以写出最忧伤的诗句
我爱过她，有时她也爱我
如同今晚的夜，我曾夜夜拥她入怀
一遍遍亲吻她在无垠的夜空下

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes?
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

她爱过我，有时我也爱她
谁又能不爱她那双美丽，沉静的眼睛？
今夜，我可以写出最忧伤的诗句
想象我不拥有她，感受我失去了她

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.

聆听这夜之广邈，因没有她而更加空阔
诗句坠入灵魂如同露水落上牧草
我的爱不能拥有她将会怎样？
繁星之夜，她却不在我身旁

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

这就是一切。远处有人歌唱，在远方
我的心灵因失去了她而失落
我的视线在寻找她，仿佛要把她带到近旁
我的心在寻找她，她已不知去向

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that΄s certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

同一个夜晚染白同样的树木
我们，从那时，不再与从前一样
我不再爱她，是的，但我曾如何爱她
我的声音试图循风去抚摸她的倾听

Another΄s. She will be another΄s. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that΄s certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

别人的。她将是别人的。就像从前她是我的亲吻
她的声音，她洁净的身体，她深邃的眼睛
我不再爱她，是的， 但也许我爱她
爱如此短暂，遗忘如此久长

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

如同今晚的夜，我曾夜夜拥她入怀
我的心灵因失去了她而空虚
这是她让我承受的最后的痛苦
而这些是我为她写下的最后诗行