Luo Men

作品原文 罗门 《卖花盆的老人》 每天 他推着一车岁月 摆在巷口卖 坐在盆外 他也是一只空了卅多年的 老花盆 直望着家乡的花与土 天堂鸟开在楼顶 云开在天边 双目开在遥望里 一阵警哨过来 他推着越来越沉重的车轮离去 有人看见他在轻快的口哨声中 滚着铁环     作品译文     The Old Man Selling Flower Pots Luo Men Every day He pushes a cartload of years To display for sale at the entrance of the lane Sitting outside the pots Vacant for thirty-odd years, he too is An old flower pot Staring at the flowers and the soil of his native land Birds of paradise bloom on rooftops Clouds unfold at the horizon Eyes open in distant views At a peal of police sirens He leaves, pushing the ever-heavier wheels Someone saw him whistling lightheartedly Rolling an iron hoop

作品原文 罗门 《窗》 猛力一推 双手如流 总是千山万水 总是回不来的眼睛 遥望里 你被望成千翼之鸟 弃天空而去 你已不在翅膀上 聆听里 你被听成千孔之笛 音道深如望向往昔的凝目 猛力一推 竟被反锁在走不出去 的透明里     作品译文     Window Luo Men Pushing hard my hands flow like a current Forever myriad hills and rivers Forever eyes that cannot turn back My gaze afar Turns you into a bird with a thousand wings Forsaking the sky no longer on your wings My listening Turns you into a flute with a thousand stops Its sound reaching as far as eyes gazing into the past Pushing hard I get trapped and locked up In transparency

作品原文 罗门 《小提琴的四根弦》 童时 你的眼睛似蔚蓝的天空 长大后 你的眼睛如一座花园 到了中年 你的眼睛似海洋多风浪 晚年来时 你的眼睛成了寂寞的家 沉寂如深夜落幕后的剧场     作品译文     The Four Strings of the Violin Luo Men At childhood, your eyes are like the azure sky. Grown up, your eyes are like a garden. At middle age, your eyes are like the rough ocean Now that old age has arrived, your eyes become the home of sadness, Silent like the theater after curtain-fall deep in the night.

作品原文 罗门 《光住的地方》 光 没有围墙 光住的地方 当然也没有 灯屋只是一个露天的舱位 在时空之旅中 眼里带有画廊 耳里带有音乐厅 什么也不用带了 这样 双手可空出来 抱抱地球 双脚可舒放在水平线上 头可高枕到星空里去 把世界卧成游云 浮着光流而去 月是堤 日是岸 登步上去 光就住在那里     作品译文     Where Light Lives Luo Men Light has no wall around Nor has light's abode The house of light is only a place on the deck Traveling through time and space It carries nothing but An art gallery in its eyes And a concert hall in its ears Thus its hands can be free To embrace the earth Its feet can relax on the horizon Its head can rest high in the starry sky Turning the world into wandering clouds Floating past with the flow of light The moon is the dam The sun is the shore Go up and you'll find the very home of light