#1 - 2023-4-6 03:04
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
啊自律，自我掌控能力
我被深锁于囹圄，如同活在炼狱
无事可做的人们获得了这种能力
笼中鸟又何能品味自由之欲
思维啊放飞吧，身心啊无能为力
愿这腐朽化为命力，耕值血肉转化奇迹
光阴似箭随价值褪去，人死肉腐痕迹消去
若这一切毫无意义
我们却又因何自律
#2 - 2023-4-6 04:36
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
嘲弄的诗
我欲为您诞下唯一的子嗣
但世间荆棘却蛰刺挠人
是何物令你望而却步仍摇摆不定
是那圣母未曾怀抱汝
亦或是那羔羊从未环其身
天命稚子它生时门徒随行
死际仍孤单无人伴它入坟
恐若不是哼起那启蒙之歌
无谁可将其置若罔闻
人间好似融悲喜交剧
求真理跪苍天踏世人
论何人遣汝传道金石良言无人问
是可耻为可笑道荒诞诉率真
嘲弄罢戏谑它永不配为神之子民
#3 - 2023-4-6 04:53
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
雅歌•节选•改
我的良人白而且红，超乎万人之上。

她的面庞像灼眼的铂金；她的发如蛇般蜷曲，鬓似黑云，鸦羽般炭黑，妆金饰来点缀。

她的双眸如溪水般澄澈，如泉眼；捧奶与蜜洗净，安得合式。

她的两腮如香花畦、如香草台；她的朱唇像百合花，争娇艳欲滴。

她的两乳质如凝脂琼瑶，镶嵌蔷薇石英；她的身姿如同象牙雕刻，周围镶满水晶。

她的私处既圣洁又瑰丽，潜藏于华服之下，是母性的美丽，也是欲望的象征。

她的双腿仿若古希腊雕塑般美型，雕于磐石座上；她的形状如利巴嫩，且佳美如香柏树。

她的口极其甜美；她全然可爱 。耶路撒冷的众男子啊，這是我的良人；这是我的朋友。
#4 - 2023-4-6 06:32
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
死神的墓志铭
#5 - 2023-4-6 07:22
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
逐渐模糊
#6 - 2023-4-9 17:38
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Canción_del_mariachi
我是只坦承的雄猫
Soy un gato muy honrado

这也是我最喜欢的一点
Que me gusta lo mejor

我不缺母猫
Las gatas no me faltan

即不需金钱也不要爱情
Ni el dinero, ni el amor

骑跨上我的骏马
Jineteando en mi caballo

翻越崇山峻岭
Por la sierra yo me voy

夜空中的繁星与明月
Las estrellas y la luna

会为我指引前路
Ellas me dicen donde voy

喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵
Miau, miau, miau, miau

喵~喵 喵~喵 我的爱人
Miau, miau mi amor

喵~ 我的母猫
Miau, mi hermosa gata

在我心中
De mi corazón

我酷爱狩猎老鼠
Me gusta cazar ratones

我喜爱放声歌唱
Me gusta ronronear el son

马里亚奇（流浪）陪伴我
Mariachi me acompaña

当我唱起我的歌时
Cuando canto mi canción

我喜欢喝我的奶酒
Me gusta tomar mis copas

白兰地是至爱
Aguardiente es lo mejor

别忘了白龙舌兰酒
También el tequila blanco

加盐调配绝佳韵味
Con su nata le da sabor

喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵
Miau, miau, miau, miau

喵~喵 喵~喵 我的爱人
Miau, miau mi amor

哦我的美丽母猫
Miau, mi hermosa gata

在我心中
De mi corazón

我喜欢狩猎老鼠
Me gusta cazar ratones

当我放声歌唱之时
Me gusta ronronear el son

马里亚奇（流浪）陪伴我
El mariachi me acompaña

当我唱起我的歌时
Cuando canto mi canción

我喜欢喝我的奶酒
Me gusta tomar mis copas

白兰地是至爱
Aguardiente es lo mejor

别忘了白龙舌兰酒
También el tequila blanco

加盐调配绝佳韵味
Con su nata le da sabor

喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵
Miau, miau, miau, miau

喵~喵 喵~喵 我的爱人
Miau, miau mi amor

喵~喵 我的美丽母猫
Miau, mi morena

在我心中
De mi corazón

喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵 喵~喵
Miau, miau, miau, miau

哦我的爱人
Miau, miau mi amor

我的美丽母猫
Miau, mi hermosa gata

在我心中
De mi corazón
#7 - 2023-4-10 00:51
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
孤独是迷人的
机械性重复着作息，名为笨拙机器.
无法融入群体，透明人表演着默剧.
注视一切的一切，无一能提起兴趣.
得不到的，偏偏是那最渴望的东西.
站在最高处，妄想着跳下去.
厌倦所有的所有，一切都无能为力.
海边呆滞吹风，只想走入浪里.
沉闷迪斯科舞厅，所有人永不停息.
逃离吧！往刺破浓雾的灯塔跑去！
孤独呀为何如此美丽...
归根结底,其实只是可笑的比喻：‹
甚至故作造作的扮丑，又有谁能注意？
#8 - 2023-4-10 01:01
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
他人即地狱
#9 - 2023-4-10 03:46
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
无眠的颂歌,无词的夜晚.
驻窗凝视着万古漆黑长夜
随谁同在等候着太阳黎明
痴醉聆听着虫鸣犬嚎寂静
又是谁祈祷时间永不褪去
望眼世间无数挣扎者们啊
拖着疲惫身姿与枯萎心灵
怎就连灵魂也得不到安息
妄图在历史留下一笔功绩
你最好快拾起脱手的武器
不然难免被漩涡嚼碎骨脊
生活将会是你最大的仇敌
是无聊与痛苦的同胞兄弟
如果失败一次便屈服在地
便永不可给予其迎头痛击
安心吧，即使走到了尽头
死神总能也总会为你留席
如若携沉默与无为便离去
又如何能品味名为生之欲
#10 - 2023-4-15 00:44
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
落日余晖
落日辉映点明灯，静寂岸边缀火星。
昏黄灼绣破晓梦，梦晓渡舟舰船行。
行船舰舟渡晓梦，梦晓破绣灼黄昏。
星火缀边岸寂静，灯明点映辉日落
#11 - 2023-4-15 01:25
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
是有什么存在吗，但我却什么也看不到，也听不见，只是一扇半开着的门.
以及无边的黑暗，狗被门内的什么东西吸引，目不转睛，就好像？看到了什么？感知到了什么，或恐惧或敌意或不安？狗展现出了前所未有的焦虑，对着纯粹肉眼难以辨识的暗处狂吠、发了疯般的示威、警告，冗长的低吼、尖锐吵闹的怒吼，似乎永不停歇，喷出直流的口水，爪子违和的摩擦着地板，发颤的尾巴夹紧，尖啸声逐渐微弱，化为呜咽的鸣叫，恸哭般的呻吟。

但你知道那只是未粉刷过的低矮平房，带有木质地板，屋内空无一物，还未接电线安装灯具。狗最后看了你一眼，毫无犹豫地冲进了门内，仿佛被黑暗吞噬，没有一丝影子。

寂静，万籁俱寂般的寂静。你就呆呆地站在那里，来不及思考也不想思考。你就站在那里，望着这纯粹的黑暗，站在那里，望着屋内，站在门外望着、望着.
#12 - 2023-4-19 03:29
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
颂歌—个人原创
你是人们都曾抵达过的时间，贪恋又脆弱（夭折）。
玷污你为罪恶与不道德的界限，如此纯粹（体现）。
虚实的临摹都会勾勒出争议的曲线，你是美的定义与化身。
纯真果皮下是善与恶的原浆果肉，你是伊甸园的禁果。
爱的呵护灌溉本应与你相伴，却时而化身泄欲的展览（玩伴）。
你未成熟却潜力无穷，你是良知与共识；
无防备是你最毒的药，浑然天成的曲线（弧线）。
你将伴随历史的演变，随最根植扭曲的态变,你是不确定性（不确定性！）；
别让他们影响你！你却随认知不断演变（畸变）。
纯洁的笑容，时而是负罪感，时而是摧毁、占有的美感（快感）。
你并非完美之物，你是温室的花朵，也是飓风席卷的小草。你无法独立生长，却也在生生不息，培育你很困难。
纯粹是你的特质，但不是永远；善与恶的极致（交织）在你身上表现（体现/硬币般的一体两面）。
虚伪或肺腑？人们为你落泪愤恨、咬牙切齿，你们为你的滋味而暗自庆幸，坠入反伦理的深渊（深渊！）。
你是我，你是存在过的任何人，你是否是审美或是被神圣化的群体与个体？
你是争议的来源，是万物的源泉（起点）；
你被哺育栽培，见证人与被见证者的奇迹。
你是天生的诗人、真正的艺术家与最无穷的潜力（潜力！）。
你是指尖的雪花，触之即碎的花瓣（纯净-娇艳！）；
你是最具可塑性的容器，是两种不同的极端（演变）；
要么天生不变，要么拟态型变（转变！）。
你是什么？你是谁？你又是何种物质与精神的概念（畸变）？
你也不是时间，但时间在你身上体现（体现！）。
你是肉体，是生命，是动物，是人类，是个体，是群体，是雌性，是雄性，是精神，是灵魂，是心灵，是认知，
在最后，你是我的沉默不语；也是我的闭口不谈（缄口不言）。
#13 - 2023-4-20 00:58
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
《Blood meridian血色子午线》by
Cormac McCarthy novel ending 个人节译
And they are dancing,
他们正起舞狂欢，
the board floor slamming under the jackboots,
木板在长筒军靴下砰砰作响，
and the fiddlers grinning hideously over their canted pieces.
提琴手们都咧着嘴狞笑着拉弦.
Towering over them all is the judge，
立于众人之上的是法官，
and he is  naked  dancing,
他正裸体着起舞翩翩，
his small feet lively and quick and now in doubletime ,
他的小脚轻盈又迅捷此时随速度加快，
and bowing to the ladies,
顺带还向淑女们鞠躬致意，
huge and pale and hairless,
巨大又苍白且毛发全无，
like an enormous infant.
活像个巨大婴孩般.
He never sleeps, he says.
他说他永不合眼.
He says he’ll never die.
他说他永不长眠.
He bows to the fiddler's,
他向提琴手们鞠躬致谢，
and sashays backwards,
向身后优雅摆动，
and throws back his head ,
向后仰摇摆着他的头，
and laughs deep in his throat ,
深锁喉咙里是用力地狂笑，
and he is a great favorite,
他是人们的最爱，
the judge.
法官.
He wafts his hat ,
他挥舞着他的帽子，
and the lunar dome of his skull passes palely under the lamps,
掠过灯下是头颅如月亮般暗淡
and he swings about and takes possession of one of the fiddles ,
他摇摆着接过一提琴手的琴，
and he pirouettes and makes a pass, two passes,
接着挪步并单脚旋转
一圈，两圈，
dancing and fiddling at once.
随演奏与舞蹈相伴.
His feet are light and nimble.
他脚步轻盈又敏捷.
He never sleeps.
他永不合眼.
He says that he will never die.
他说他永不长眠.
He dances in light and in shadow,
他携光与影共舞，
and he is a great favorite.
他是众人的焦点.
He never sleeps,
他永不合眼，
the judge.
法官.
He is dancing, dancing.
他就这样跳着，跳着.
He says that he will never die.
他说他永不长眠.
#14 - 2023-5-3 03:53
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Solitude孤独（by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX 个人译作）
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
欢笑，这世界与你一同欢笑；
Weep, and you weep alone;
哭泣，你一人独自哭泣；
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
因这旧世界必需借贷欢笑，
But has trouble enough of its own.
但它麻烦本身已足够多.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
吟唱，这山将会回答你；
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
叹息，消逝在这空气中；
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
这回声反射喜悦之音，
But shrink from voicing care.
但畏避关怀声音之切，

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
狂喜，人们将会搜寻到你；
Grieve, and they turn and go;
惨痛，他们转身来了又走；
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
他们想全然丈量你所有欢愉，
But they do not need your woe.
但不需要你的一丝悲哀.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
庆幸吧，你朋友数量许多；
Be sad, and you lose them all,—
难过吧，你全都失去了,–
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
无人会拒绝你的美酒佳酿，
But alone you must drink life’s gall.
但你必先独自吞下生活苦胆.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
盛宴，你的厅堂摩肩擦踵；
Fast, and the world goes by.
转瞬，这世界便流逝.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
功成与付出，助你存活于世，
But no man can help you die.
但无人可助你死亡.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
快乐殿堂内有足够空间，
For a large and lordly train,
为盛大又气派的列车准备，
But one by one we must all file on
我们必须一节又一节地前进
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
驶过那狭窄的痛苦隧道.
#15 - 2023-5-3 04:50
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Jack-in-the-Box 个人译作
by Elder Olson
奥尔森长老的《盒子里的杰克》
Devil sprang from box,
魔鬼从盒子里跳出，
Frightening the children, who would not be quieted.
恐惧吓坏孩子们，谁也不会安静.
In vain they were wooed with all the other toys;
他们徒劳用所有其他玩具吸引；
Expecting new terror, they would not look or listen; like an angry demon
期盼新的恐怖，他们不看也不听；像一只愤怒的恶魔
Their fear ran around the house, from room to room.
他们的恐惧在房子蔓延，从一间屋弥漫至另一间。
At last their mother bore them off to bed.
最终，他们的母亲怀抱他们上床。
Blakely lit his pipe,
布莱克利点燃他的烟斗，
Let it go out again with thinking: something more had been released
再次带着思考让其熄灭：
更多的东西被释放了
Than long-necked Punch, nodding and leering still.
比长颈的钳，还点头和斜眼。
As in the ancient casuistry of Eden,
就像在伊甸园内古老诡辩术一样，
Falsehood, accepted, falsified all truth;
谬误，公认，伪造了所有真理；
All the old pleasant truths now fell away,
所有旧时愉悦的真理
现如今消失无踪，
Flimsy as Christmas papers; there was the house, now,
圣诞报纸般脆弱易损；房子就在那，现在，
Pretty with snows, with candy roofs and sills,
美丽的雪，伴与糖果屋顶和窗栏，
Sparkling and false as the house in the fairy tale;
像童谣里的洋房一样光芒四射又虚假；
As if in a haunted forest shone the tree
仿佛在那闹鬼森林里照耀着树
With fruits - pear, apple, plum - all poison-bright.
与那些果树 - 梨、苹果、李子
- 全都带毒般鲜艳。
Outside, the wind swept away the Christmas illusion, raising a white fog
窗外，风吹散了圣诞的幻觉，
扬起一片白雾
Where toys like Martians stalked, destroying all.
玩具们似火星人潜伏着，
毁灭一切。
He thought: how simply terror can enter a house;
他想：恐惧是多么容易侵入一座房子；
The angel, treed, was trembling, that had promised peace.
天使，树上，颤抖着，曾许诺过的和平.
#16 - 2023-5-3 14:44
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
穿过绿色导火索驱动鲜花之力
（by Dylan Thomas  ）个人译作
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
穿过绿色导火索驱动鲜花之力
Drives my green age;
that blasts the roots of trees
驱动我的青葱年华；
冲毁树木根基
Is my destroyer.
是为我的破坏者。
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
而我哑然告知那歪斜玫瑰
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.
我的青春同被寒冬高烧压弯.
The force that drives the water through the rocks
驱动水滴石穿之力
Drives my red blood;
that dries the mouthing streams
驱使我鲜血滚烫；
干枯口腔的液流
Turns mine to wax.
化自我为腊。
And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins
而我哑然告知我的血管
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.
如何同一张嘴巴在山泉吸允.
The hand that whirls the water in the pool
池水中旋搅着的手
Stirs the quicksand;
that ropes the blowing wind
搅动流砂；
捆住吹来的风
Hauls my shroud sail.
托曳我的帷幕帆。
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
而我哑然告知那刽子手
How of my clay is made the hangman's lime.
我的粘土如何制成刽子手的石灰。
The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
时间之唇蛭吸源泉；
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
爱滴落又聚拢，坠落的却是血
Shall calm her sores.
应平镇她的疮痛。
And I am dumb to tell a weather's wind
而我哑然告知那天气之风
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.
时间如何在繁星围绕勾勒天空。
And I am dumb to tell the lover's tomb
而我哑然告知那爱人的坟墓
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.
为何我床单上蛄蛹着同样的蠕虫.
#17 - 2023-5-3 15:33
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Doors 门扉
（Written by sunil Published 27th Jun 2012 ）个人译作
Doors that open  
门扉打开
Doors that close  
门扉关闭
Doors that welcome  
门扉欢迎
Evermore.
直到永远

Doors to heaven  
通往天国
Doors to hell  
通往炼狱
Which to open  
打开哪扇
Cannot tell.  
不得而知.

Doors and doors
门连着门
With corridors
携带长廊
In the labyrinth
迷宫之中
Of my life
我生命中
Some are locked
一些上锁
Some do have keys
一些可解
In the closet
橱柜之中
Of my dreams.
我梦想中

Doors to knock
门扉敲打
Doors to flock
门扉群居
Doors to breakdown  
破败门扉
With a rock
用块磐石

Doors through which
穿梭门扉
One cannot see
不可而视
Knowing not
一无所知
How it would be
不得预测

Doors to freedom
通向自由
Doors to God
通向上帝
Opening with
开门伴随
A willful nod.
肆意点头
Doors and doors
门连着门
With corridors
携带走廊
In the passage
过道之中
Of your time
白驹过隙

Walk your way through
走你的路
Ring a bell
按响门铃
Its a trance
是种恍惚
Cast like a spell
施展魔咒

Open them
打开它们
Perhaps you'll find
或将发现
All the treasure
全部珍宝

Thats made you  
将会使你
.
.
Blind.
盲目.
#18 - 2023-5-3 17:21
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Living Angel.存世的天使 （Written by SunnyAlight Published 12th Sep 2012 ）个人翻译
I walked towards the tune of a harp that should be golden.
我走向应是金色的竖琴旋律。
I harked these unseen peaceful tunes.
我听到这些不可视的和平曲调。
Tunes that drifted abhor away,
飘散开的曲子憎恶远去，
Spoke to me.
和我谈谈。
I lifted my hand to the Heavens,
我高举手伸向天，
And watched it grow bright.
看着它逐渐明亮。
"Sunny Alight, close to Almighty"
“阳光普照，接近万能”
Is what the tunes sung in my ears.
它是那吟唱在我耳边的调子.
"Follow our sound."
“跟随我们的声音.”
I walked the fidles, 
我途径田野，
I stumbled through the forestations,
我踌躇穿过造林，
I swam across many rivers
我游过许多河流
And that sound led me to a villege.
那声音指引我到一个村庄.
In the east. 
在东方.
The angels never stopped singing.
天使从未停止歌唱.
The golden harp never stopped playing.
金色竖琴从未停奏。
Not with my golden hand 
并非用我的金手
I weild with my sword to protect the village of the sun.
我执掌着剑保卫太阳之村
#19 - 2023-5-3 18:59
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Of the Vanity of the World and the Comfort of the Resurrection
世界的虚荣与复苏的安慰个人译作
In Four Spenserian Stanzas
在四个斯宾塞诗节中
“When Cynthia’s steeds from Heaven down descend
“当辛西娅的骏马从天而降
To Neptune’s manger by the brackish leas,
到海王星的马槽在盐水草地旁，
Aurora's fingers rosy-red do lend
奥罗拉的玫瑰红手指拿去借贷
A vesture o’er the flowers, fields, and trees
一件覆盖鲜花，田野与树木的衣裳；
To mingle with the morn bird’s melodies.
融入晨鸟们的旋律.
At such a time my minds first-fruits entice
此时此刻，我心灵脑海中结出初熟的果实
Desire of Ouroboric fantasies
衔尾蛇幻想的欲望
To drink in lieu of never-sated lice.
喝酒替代永不满足的虱子。
Such is my love for thee, sweet sister of my vice!”
这就是我对汝的爱，
我堕落的好姐妹！”
Thus as the poetaster’s stifled throat
因此，作为诗人哽咽的喉咙
Quoth verses as he hung upon a Tree
当他挂在树上时说韵文
To repay his Lady’s siren songs remote
以报答他夫人的塞壬之歌
Which smote his heart, The Man of Galilee
是谁重击他的心，是那加利利男人
Appeared to give th’Egyptian death decree
好像给埃及人下达死刑判决
With tables tainted like to starless skies.
桌子被染污得像无星的天际。
Condemned to beatific infamy,
被判处赐福的耻辱，
He down dropped to his faery lake demise
他跌落到他的仙灵湖逝去
Before nigh millions of vermilion catfish eyes.
夜幕降临前无数朱红鲶鱼的眼.
Or so it seemed. Out of the Oriental
或许看起来是这样。走出东方
Brilliant locks which warmed the poet’s wat’ry tomb
灿烂的锁温暖了诗人的坟冢
A potence issued forth a penitential
发出忏悔的力量结果
Seed to fecundate his warm noetic womb
种子孕育他温暖纯粹理智的子宫
To roseate Sharon’s prophetic bloom
玫瑰色莎伦的预言绽放
Which yields fair fruit of fertilizèd earth.
这会产出肥沃土地的公平硕果。
As when the soot of Phoenix flaming plume
当​​凤凰焰燃起烟灰羽翎
Once served as type for pagan promised mirth,
曾是异教应许欢乐的象征，
The living waters too doth help to show rebirth.
活水也有助于显现重生。
The poet recreate descried a barge
诗人用描述再现了一艘驳船
With saints intoning Vidi Aquams nigh.
与圣徒整夜一同吟咏Vidi Aquams.
“My Lord, my sword, my harpsichord, my targe!
“我的主，我的剑，我的羽管键琴，我的圆盾！
Th’World’s trellis-work of thorns Thou didst deny
世界是荆棘搭构的棚架，汝不曾否认
To choke Thy firm-fixed seed. O Adonai
扼死你坚固不移的种子。哦 阿多乃
O God of my Salvation, to Thy Cross
救赎我的神啊，走向你的十字架
My cares they were committed, sent to die
我的忧虑 他们尽心尽力，被送去死亡
Defeated by congealed blood emboss.
挫败于凝血印记。
No more, no more my heart shall passing beauty toss!”
不会再有，不再 我的心将途径美丽颠簸摇摆！”
#20 - 2023-5-4 19:38
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
The Tyger 猛虎
（BY WILLIAM BLAKE 个人译作）
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
猛虎猛虎，熠熠灼烧，
In the forests of the night;
游荡夜晚丛林间；
What immortal hand or eye,
何等神工与鬼眼，
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
可勾勒你生畏对称性？
In what distant deeps or skies.
何等至低深渊与至高苍穹.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
能烧尽你眼窝深处的烈火？
On what wings dare he aspire?
何等翼膀，他胆敢飞翔？
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
何等毒手，他胆敢盗火？
And what shoulder, & what art,
何等肩背，何等技艺，
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
方可扭织你心中肌腱？
And when thy heart began to beat.
但当你心脏开始搏动.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
何等妖手？何等魔脚？
What the hammer? what the chain,
何等钢锤？何等铁锁，
What furnace was thy brain?
何等熔炉铸造你的脑筋？
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
何等铁砧？何等握力.。
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
胆敢攥紧这致命恐惧？
When the stars threw down their spears
当群星掷下它们的矛枪
And water'd heaven with their tears:
用他们的眼泪浇灌天空：
Did he smile his work to see?
主可微笑着欣赏其杰作？
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
主创造羔羊也创造了你？
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
猛虎猛虎，熠熠灼烧，
In the forests of the night:
游荡在夜晚丛林间；
What immortal hand or eye,
什么神工与鬼眼，
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
可勾勒你生畏对称性？
#21 - 2023-5-5 14:56
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Eyes Fastened with Pins 
别针紧扣的双眼
（BY CHARLES SIMIC 个人译作）
How much death works,
死神有多大力量，
No one knows what a long
没人知道怎么量
Day he puts in.
他投入的那一天。
The little
居高临下的已婚
Wife always alone
妻子将永远孤身
Ironing death’s laundry.
熨烫死神的衣物。
The beautiful daughters
那美丽的女儿们
Setting death’s supper table.
安置死神的餐桌。
The neighbors playing
那邻居们在打牌
Pinochle in the backyard
后院的皮纳克尔
Or just sitting on the steps
或者坐在台阶上
Drinking beer.
畅饮啤酒.
Death,
死神
Meanwhile, in a strange
与此同时，在一个奇怪的
Part of town looking for
城镇地区搜寻着那
Someone with a bad cough,
一些咳嗽厉害的人，
But the address is somehow wrong,
但地址却意外出了错，
Even death can’t figure it out
甚至死神都无从得知
Among all the locked doors ...  
所有紧锁着的门之中...
And the rain beginning to fall.
雨开始落下。
Long windy night ahead.
漫漫大风与长夜.
Death with not even a newspaper
死神没有甚至一张报纸
To cover his head, not even
能用来盖着他的头，甚至
A dime to call the one pining away,
没有一角钱可打给日渐憔悴之人，
Undressing slowly, sleepily,
慢慢宽衣解带，眼睑困倦合上，
And stretching naked
并赤身裸体伸展开来
On death’s side of the bed.
在死神一侧的床边旁.
#22 - 2023-5-6 22:09
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
I held it truth, with him who sings
我秉持真理，与他谁同唱
（by Alfred Tennyson, 1st Baron Tennyson 个人译作）
I
我
I held it truth, with him who sings
我秉持真理，与他谁同唱
To one clear harp in divers tones,
一把若干音律的澄澈竖琴，
That men may rise on stepping-stones
人类或能在垫脚石上挺立
Of their dead selves to higher things.
从他们死去的自我上升至更高境界.
But who shall so forecast the years
可谁又能如此应当预测岁月
And find in loss a gain to match?
并在失去中找寻相称收获？
Or reach a hand thro' time to catch
或伸出手穿越时间去接下
The far-off interest of tears?
那遥远的眼泪之兴趣？
Let Love clasp Grief lest both be drown'd,
让爱攥紧悲伤以免双双淹死，
Let darkness keep her raven gloss:
让黑暗保持她那乌黑光泽：
Ah, sweeter to be drunk with loss,
啊，沉浸在失落中更甜蜜，
To dance with death, to beat the ground,
与死亡共舞，捶打大地，
Than that the victor Hours should scorn
胜过冠军时刻应遭蔑视
The long result of love, and boast,
爱，自吹自擂的长期后果，
"Behold the man that loved and lost,
看那人爱过又离过，
But all he was is overworn."
但他只是筋疲失落。“
#23 - 2023-5-25 16:15
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
the suicide kid 寻死之子
（byCharles Bukowski - 个人译制）
I went to the worst of bars
我走进最操蛋的酒吧
hoping to get
希望能
killed.
寻死.
but all I could do was to
但我力所能及的仅有
get drunk
酗酒
again.
如旧.
worse, the bar patrons even
操蛋，酒吧熟客甚至
ended up
最终
liking me.
喜欢上我.
there I was trying to get
那里我试图被
pushed over the dark
推越那黑暗之
edge
边缘
and I ended up with
而我最终得到
free drinks
免费酒水
while somewhere else
与此同时某处
some poor
某个可怜
son-of-a-bitch was in a hospital
的狗-娘-养-的混蛋在医院
bed,
病床，
tubes sticking out  all over
管子到处缠在
him
他身
as he fought like hell
如他抗争于苦境
to live.
寻求生.
nobody would help me
无人愿助我
die as
求死 因
the drinks kept
轮轮酒杯
coming,
接踵而至,
as the next day
如那明日
waited for me
等待着我
with its steel clamps,
是其那钢制钳具,
its stinking
其烂醉恶臭
anonymity,
的不可知性，
its incogitant
其考虑不周
attitude.
的个人风度
death doesn't always
死亡并不总是
come running
飞速奔来
when you call
当你急于呼唤
it,
它,
not even if you
甚至如果当你
call it
呼唤它
from a shining
于一座辉煌的
castle
城堡
or from an ocean liner
或从一辆远洋邮轮
or from the best bar
或从最牛逼的酒吧
on earth (or the
worst).
在这地球上（或最操蛋）
such impertinence
如此无礼
only makes the gods
只会令那诸神
hesitate and
犹豫与
delay.
推迟.
ask me: I'm
问我：我
72.
72岁.
#24 - 2023-5-26 12:51
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
The Last Days Of The Suicide Kid
寻死之子的末路
（byCharles Bukowski - 个人译制）
I can see myself now
我现在终于看清自身
after all these suicide days and nights,
终究在这日日月月的寻死中，
being wheeled out of one of those sterile rest homes
被从那些无菌疗养院的一家推出
(of course, this is only if I get famous and lucky)
（当然，仅在我强运加身又名流青史的情况下）
by a subnormal and bored nurse
由一个低能又烦人的护士
there I am sitting upright in my wheelchair
你瞧我笔直坐在我的轮椅上
almost blind, eyes rolling backward into the dark part of my skull
几乎失明，
双眼向后转动到颅骨黑暗处
looking
看着
for the mercy of death
祈求死神给予仁慈
Isn't it a lovely day, Mr. Bukowski
这不是美好的一天吗，布考斯基先生
O, yeah, yeah 
哦，是啊，是啊
the children walk past and I don't even exist
孩童途径过但我却甚至不存在
and lovely women walk by
美丽佳人途径过
with big hot hips
扭动那些大肥臀
and warm buttocks and tight hot everything
温暖的屁股和性感紧致的一切
praying to be loved 
祈求被开垦
and I don't even 
但我却甚至
exist 
不存在
It's the first sunlight we've had in 3 days,
这是我们三天内第一次沐浴阳光
Mr. Bukowski. 
布考斯基先生。
Oh, yeah, yeah. 
哦，是啊，是啊。
there I am sitting upright in my wheelchair,
你瞧我笔直坐在我的轮椅上，
myself whiter than this sheet of paper,
自身比这纸浆更惨白，
bloodless,
毫无血色，
brain gone, gamble gone, me, Bukowski,
理智不再，赌博输光，我，布考斯基，
gone
消亡
Isn't it a lovely day, Mr. Bukowski
这不是美好的一天吗，布考斯基先生
O, yeah, yeah pissing in my pajamas,
slop drooling out of
哦，是啊，是啊，在裤子里撒尿，口水
my mouth. 
流满嘴
2 young schoolboys run by —
2 个小学生跑过—
Hey, did you see that old guy
嘿，你看到那个老东西了吗
Christ, yes, he made me sick!
天哪，是啊，他真让我恶心！
after all the threats to do so
终究这些威胁如愿
somebody else has committed suicide for me
有人因我而寻死
at last.
终于。
the nurse stops the wheelchair, breaks a rose from a nearby bush,
护士停驻轮椅，
从附近的灌木丛折下一朵玫瑰
puts it in my hand.
把它放在我的手心。
I don't even know 
我却甚至不知道
what it is. it might as well be my pecker
它是什么东西。
它或许也如我的阴茎般无用
for all the good 
对于所有美好存在
it does.
它毫无用处.
#25 - 2023-5-27 13:58
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Remember勿忘
（BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI•个人译制）
Remember me when I am gone away,
请勿忘我当我离去
Gone far away into the silent land;
远离前往寂静之地；
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
当你不再与我携手
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
我亦不得欲去还留.
Remember me when no more day by day
勿忘我当时日不再
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
你我倾诉计划未来
Only remember me; you understand
仅勿忘我；你心知肚明
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
忠告与祈祷将为时已晚.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
仍需你忘却我一时
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
时过忆起，请别悲泣
For if the darkness and corruption leave
当黑暗与腐败离去
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
我挂念痕迹未褪去,
Better by far you should forget and smile
当下你遗忘含笑意
Than that you should remember and be sad.
好过你勿忘携悲戚.
#26 - 2023-5-28 15:31
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief
没有最糟，未从有过.跨越悲痛的音高
（BY GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS个人译制）
No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,
没有最糟，未从有过.跨越悲痛的音高，
More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring.
后痛将袭来，前痛为训，更疯狂折磨.
Comforter, where, where is your comforting?
安慰者，何在，你安慰在何处？
Mary, mother of us, where is your relief?
玛丽亚，我们的圣母，你宽慰在何处？
My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief
我痛呼升腾极剧，牲畜般拢聚；蜷挤一处，首领之地
Woe, wórld-sorrow; on an áge-old anvil wince and sing —
哀哉，世界之悲怆；古旧砧台上扭曲而唱-
Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked 'No ling-
然而平息，再即停息.怒火尖啸：不得拖
ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief."'
延！使我凶戾：我必须雷厉风行.
O the mind, mind has mountains;
心灵啊，心灵中存在群山之景；
cliffs of fall
陷落之崖
Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap
惊惧，绝对，无人可将其洞悉.
切莫把绝境藏于心
May who ne'er hung there.
Nor does long our small
或许谁人未曾攀登过其.
也从未会渺小经久而衰
Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep,
挣扎面对着悬崖峭壁.
嘿！匍匐者，
Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all
可怜之人，在旋风下寻求舒适慰籍：所有
Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.
生与死都将一同终结
而每日也伴随睡眠逝去.
#27 - 2023-5-30 01:05
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
The Ladder of St. Augustine
圣•奥古斯丁的阶梯
（BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW个人译制）
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
圣奥古斯丁！你曾道良言，
That of our vices we can frame
我们可将自身恶习构筑为
A ladder, if we will but tread
巨大阶梯，仅需我们践踏
Beneath our feet each deed of shame!
自身足下每步的耻辱往昔！
All common things, each day's events,
所有平常之物， 每日件件琐事 ，
That with the hour begin and end,
随着时间从起初迈向截止，
Our pleasures and our discontents,
自身愉悦欢喜与自身失意烦心，
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
皆可为我们攀登之阶梯.
The low desire, the base design,
低级之欲望，卑劣之设计，
That makes another's virtues less;
且令他人的美德失色；
The revel of the ruddy wine,
陶醉于美酒欢宴，
And all occasions of excess;
与所有无节制的场合；
The longing for ignoble things;
贪图于卑贱事物；
The strife for triumph more than truth;
将斗争胜利置于真理之上
The hardening of the heart, that brings
心灵的僵化，将会带来
Irreverence for the dreams of youth;
对青春美梦的蔑视；
All thoughts of ill; all evil deeds,
所有邪念；所有劣迹，
That have their root in thoughts of ill;
皆从他们邪念中生根发迹；
Whatever hinders or impedes
无谓阻拦或妨碍
The action of the nobler will; —
那些崇高行迹意欲；—
All these must first be trampled down
所有这些皆必先践踏于
Beneath our feet, if we would gain
自身脚下，如愿我们赢得
In the bright fields of fair renown
在公平名誉的光明领域
The right of eminent domain.
征用支配的权利.
We have not wings, we cannot soar;
我们身无双翼，我们无法翱翔；
But we have feet to scale and climb
但我们有足可向上去攀登与爬
By slow degrees, by more and more,
经由缓慢角度，经由更高更远，
The cloudy summits of our time.
自身时代的云雾之山巅
The mighty pyramids of stone
石块垒锲的金字巨塔
That wedge-like cleave the desert airs,
那楔形劈开沙漠与空气
When nearer seen, and better known,
当更靠近目睹，且认知更清，
Are but gigantic flights of stairs.
不过是巨人般升腾的阶梯.
The distant mountains, that uprear
遥不可及的群山，升起
Their solid bastions to the skies,
他们坚固堡垒直插进天际，
Are crossed by pathways, that appear
被条条小径所跨越，呈现
As we to higher levels rise.
当我们升至更高的境界
The heights by great men reached and kept
伟人所抵达且保持的高度
Were not attained by sudden
flight,
并非由一蹴而就所能实现，
But they, while their companions slept,
但他们，当他们同伴们已睡去
Were toiling upward in the night.
正在夜晚向上跋涉攀登.
Standing on what too long we bore
重担令我们厌烦许久
With shoulders bent and downcast eyes,
肩膀弯曲又眼睛低垂，
We may discern — unseen before —
我们或能察觉—之前未见—
A path to higher destinies,
通向更高的命运道路，
Nor deem the irrevocable Past
切莫视无法挽回之路
As wholly wasted, wholly vain,
为完全浪费，完全枉然，
If, rising on its wrecks, at last
如果，从其残骸上挺立，最终
To something nobler we attain.
会实现某种崇高事物.
#28 - 2023-5-30 19:25
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
我如朵云般寂寥飘荡
（BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH个人译制）
I wandered lonely as a cloud
我如朵云般寂寥飘荡
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
高浮于溪谷与丘陵之上，
When all at once I saw a crowd,
刹那之间我瞥见那 一片簇拥着，
A host, of golden daffodils;
成群般，金黄色的水仙花；
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
湖泊岸边，蔽树荫下，
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
翩翩曳舞于熙风之间.
Continuous as the stars that shine
续不断似繁星闪耀
And twinkle on the milky way,
忽明忽暗于天川，
They stretched in never-ending line
它们延伸为无边-无际的线
Along the margin of a bay:
顺着海湾的边缘：
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
万千芬芳生辉被我轻轻瞥见，
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
活泼之舞中它们摇曳着头翩跹.
The waves beside them danced; but they
浪涛在它们身旁澎湃；但它们
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
于欢欣中更胜那粼粼的海浪：
A poet could not but be gay,
一位诗人必难忍受此喜悦，
In such a jocund company:
与如此欢愉的伙伴结交：
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
我凝视着—再凝视着—但未领悟
What wealth the show to me had brought:
这景致带给我的是何等的财富：
For oft, when on my couch I lie
时常，当我躺卧长榻
In vacant or in pensive mood,
或空虚茫然或沉思忧心，
They flash upon that inward eye
它们闪现于心灵之眼上
Which is the bliss of solitude;
是为天赐的孤独；
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
随即我心充斥快乐之情，
And dances with the daffodils.
与水仙一同起舞盈盈.
#29 - 2023-6-1 14:27
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Ozymandias奥兹曼迪亚斯
（BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY个人译制）
I met a traveller from an antique land,
我遇到一位来自古老之地的旅者，
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
其言道—「两根庞大无躯的石砌双腿
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
矗立于沙漠之间. . . . 其附近，浸于黄沙，
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
半埋着一张破碎面庞躺卧着，其颦额
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
与撇唇，并冷笑着施展无情命令，
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
证明雕塑家很好展现其激情
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
尚留存于，刻印在这些死物之上，
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
嘲弄它们的手，又哺育它们的心；
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
而在基座之上，这些文字呈现：
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
朕名为奥兹曼迪亚斯，乃王中之王；
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
瞻仰吾之丰功伟业，汝等强者，继而绝望！
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
除废墟外一无所有.围绕着腐朽
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
的庞大遗骸，苍茫又赤裸
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
那寂寥广袤的平沙延伸至遥远无边.
#30 - 2023-6-1 23:37
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Do not go gentle into that good night
请勿轻柔的融入那抹良夜
（by Dylan Thomas个人译制）
Do not go gentle into that good
night,
请勿轻柔的融入那抹良夜，
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
晚年应烧灼应怒吼于暮色；
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
狂怒，狂怒抵抗那光明的消逝.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
可智者面临其终结方知黑暗为上，
Because their words had forked no lightning they
皆因其慧言分量不曾如闪电般鸣响
Do not go gentle into that good night.
请勿轻柔的融入那抹良夜.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
好汉，最后一潮褪散，哭喊多么璀璨
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
其易碎事迹或也曾于绿色海湾中起舞，
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
狂怒，狂怒抵抗光明的消逝.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
狂人谁攥取并歌唱高阳于飞翔
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
并认识到，已晚，他们在途中悲叹，
Do not go gentle into that good night.
请勿轻柔的融入那抹良夜.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
深沉者，死亡之际，用盲目洞察视域
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
失明双眼亦能如流星般燃烧且鲜艳
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
狂怒，狂怒抵抗光明的消逝.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
而您，我的父亲，位于那悲伤的高度，
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
诅咒，祝福我用您那猛烈的热泪，我祈祷
Do not go gentle into that good night.
请勿轻柔的融入那抹良夜.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
狂怒，狂怒抵抗光明的消逝.
#31 - 2023-6-2 18:55
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Annabel Lee 安娜贝尔•李
（BY EDGAR ALLAN POE个人译制）
It was many and many a year ago,
那是很久很久以前，
In a kingdom by the sea,
在临海的王国里，
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
住着一位少女你或曾听闻
By the name of Annabel Lee;
其名为安娜贝尔•李；
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
少女她别无它念的生活着
Than to love and be loved by me.
仅仅除了爱与被我所爱着.
I was a child and she was a child,
我当时是孩子她当时也是，
In this kingdom by the sea,
在临海的王国里，
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
但我们相爱之爱远高于爱—
I and my Annabel Lee—
我和我的安娜贝尔•李—
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
那爱连天堂有翼的六翼天使
Coveted her and me.
也对你我垂涎欲滴.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
这正是原因所在，很久以前
In this kingdom by the sea,
在临海的王国里，
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
寒风从云雨中吹来，带来刺骨寒意
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
冻伤我美丽的安娜贝尔•李；
So that her highborn kinsmen came
于是她出身名门的亲戚出现
And bore her away from me,
并把她从我身边夺走，
To shut her up in a sepulchre
把她关进了墓穴里
In this kingdom by the sea.
在临海的王国里.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
天使们，在天堂不如此地一半欢乐,
Went envying her and me—
便嫉妒她与我—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
是啊！这正是原因所在（众所周知，
In this kingdom by the sea)
在临海的王国里）
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
那寒风从夜晚云雨中出现，
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
冻伤又谋杀我的安娜贝尔•李.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
但我们的真爱远远强大于爱情
Of those who were older than we—
比那些年长于我们的—
Of many far wiser than we—
智慧于我们许多的—
And neither the angels in Heaven above
即便天上天堂的天使也不能
Nor the demons down under the sea
又或是海底水下的恶魔亦然
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
无法令我的灵魂与她的灵魂分离
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
我那美丽的安娜贝尔•李；
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
每当明月辉映，便带我入梦境
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
我那美丽的安娜贝尔•李；
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
每当群星升起，我便感受到明亮眼睛
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
我那美丽的安娜贝尔•李；
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
因此，整夜潮汐，我紧紧躺卧她身旁
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
我至爱—我至爱—我生命与我新娘，
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
在她临海的墓穴里—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
涛声回荡的临海坟墓里.
#32 - 2023-6-4 19:52
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
‘The Lorelei罗蕾莱’
（by Heinrich Heine(1797-1856)
translation by Anna Leader 个人译制）
I do not know what it might bode
我不知它预示了什么
That I should be so sad,
为何令我如此悲伤，
A fairytale from long ago
很久以前的一童谣
Now will not leave my head.
却始终在我脑海中萦荡.
The air is cool and darkening
空气很凉爽而那黑暗降临
Above the quiet Rhine;
于那寂静的莱茵河之上；
The mountaintops are sparkling
山顶之上烁起粼粼波光
In afternoon sunshine.
于午后的太阳光下.
The loveliest young maiden sits
最可爱的稚嫩少女坐着
So beautifully up there,
那边美景如此独好，
Her golden jewelry gleams and glints,
她金饰闪耀光芒又闪烁不断，
She combs her golden hair,
她梳起她金色头发，
She combs it with a golden brush
她用把金质梳子来梳
And while she combs she sings;
而她梳头时她歌唱；
The tune is both miraculous
曲调既如奇迹般
And overpowering.
又强烈难以抵抗.
It grips the sailor in the ship
它诱惑船上的水手
With a wild and aching woe;
带着残与痛的苦；
His eyes are only looking up,
他双眼唯能向上看，
Not at the rocks below.
而非甲板下的岩.
I believe that in the end the waves
我坚信在结局那浪涛
Devoured ship and boy,
吞没了船只与男子，
And that is what the Lorelei
而这正所谓罗蕾莱
Accomplished with her voice.
她魔音所能成就的.
#33 - 2023-6-4 20:49
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
maggie and milly and molly and may
玛吉和米莉和茉莉和梅
（byE. E. Cummings1894 –1962个人译制）
maggie and milly and molly and may
玛吉和米莉和茉莉和梅
went down to the beach(to play one day)
走下去到海滩（去玩一天）
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
玛吉发现一个鸣唱的贝壳
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,and
如此甜美她忘却她的烦恼，而
milly befriended a stranded star
米莉与只搁浅的星星结伴
whose rays five languid fingers were;
五根疲怠手指散发微弱光芒；
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
茉莉则被只可怕的生物追赶
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
当它迅捷横行时一并吹泡泡：而
may came home with a smooth round stone
梅带着一块光滑圆润的石头回家
as small as a world and as large as alone.
小的似一个世界而大的如孤独.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
因无论我们失去（如你或如我）
it's always ourselves we find in the sea
我们总能在大海中寻找自我
#34 - 2023-6-5 18:28
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Parade游行
（by Arthur Rimbaud个人译制）
Dare very strong funny. Several have exploited your worlds. Without needs, and in no hurry to implement their brilliant faculties and experience of your consciences. What mature men! Dazed eyes to the way the summer, red and black night, traffic, steel dive golden stars; facies deformed sealed, blêmis, burned; frolicsome hoarseness! The cruel process of tinsel!-There are some young people, how they would look Cherub?-Filled frightening voice and some dangerous resources. They are sent to take back the city, decked out in a luxury disgusting.
胆敢甚为强壮有趣.数人利用了你的世界.
无需求，毫不着急的贯彻他们杰出才能与你良知的阅历.何等成熟男子！茫然双眼望向夏日路途，红黑之夜，车水马龙，钢铁扑冲飞溅金星火花；面庞畸形扭曲，苍白糜烂，烧伤；喜闻乐见般沙哑！华丽虚伪过程之残酷！-那有些年轻人，他们看起来像小天使吗？-充斥骇人嗓音与危险物资.他们被遣去夺回城市，穿戴作呕的盛装.
O most violent Paradise of the furious grimace! No comparison with your Fakirs and other stage antics. In improvised, with the taste of bad dream costumes, they play ballads, tragedies of bandits and spiritual demigods such as history or religion have never been. Chinese, Hottentots, gypsies, silly, hyenas, Molochs, old dementia, sinister demons, they combine the popular tours, maternal, with bestial poses and tenderness. They interpret new plays and songs "Good Girls." Master jugglers, they transform the place and the people and exercise the magnetic comedy. Eyes blazing, blood sings, bones widen, tears and red streaks trickle. Their mockery or terror lasts one minute, or whole month.
哦最狂暴的怒容天国！无法同你的苦行僧与其他滑稽舞台表演相提并论.即兴表演中，身临惊惧噩梦般的制服，他们演奏民谣、悲剧以及历史或宗教未曾涵盖的盗贼和魂灵半人神.汉人，何腾托人，吉普赛人，蠢货，鬣狗，摩洛克人，老年痴呆者，邪灵恶魔，他们结合了流行巡演，母性，兽性般野蛮姿势与柔情.他们演绎新戏剧与曲目《好姑娘》杂耍大师们，他们变换场所与人物和演练磁性般吸引的喜剧.眼睛怒视，血液咏唱，骨骼扩张，泪水与红色条痕涓涓细流.他们戏谑与惊骇或持续一分，亦可持续整月.
I alone have the key to this savage parade.
唯我一人独自持有这场野蛮游行的钥匙.
#35 - 2023-6-6 08:15
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
The Second Coming第二次降临
（BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS个人译制）
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
扩张着的涡流内流转又流转
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
鹰隼无法听见养鹰者的呼唤；
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
世事分崩离析：核心难以持守；
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
纯粹无序已挣脱肆虐于世上全球，
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
血色黯淡之潮汐泄洪，无处不被倾泻  
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
高洁和谐的仪式礼节已然被淹没；
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
最好者匮乏所有坚定信仰，然而最坏者
Are full of passionate intensity.
满溢激昂热枕般的情绪强度.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
无疑些许启示正触手可得；
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
无疑第二次降临正近在眼前. 
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
第二次降临！那些话语方才脱口而出  
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
当一个宏伟形象自宇宙意识中诞生
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
扰乱我的视线： 沙漠中某处模糊地点
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
形态如同具有狮子身体与长有人的头颅，
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
如太阳般空洞茫然带有无情的凝视 
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
其缓慢移动它的臀步，一切等待它降临
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
忿怒的沙漠群鸟们迷离般晃动着阴影. 
The darkness drops again; but now I know
黑暗再度滴落；但此时我心知肚明  
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
这两千年来化为磐石般的漫长沉眠
Were vexed to nightmare by a
rocking cradle,
被摇篮颠簸荡动烦躁的引发噩梦连连， 
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
诸如何等粗犷猛兽，其命定时刻最终降临，  
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
懒散着朝向伯利恒迎来诞生？
#36 - 2023-6-7 00:10
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
The Lamb羔羊
（BY WILLIAM BLAKE个人译制）
Little Lamb who made thee
小羔羊谁创造了你
         Dost thou know who made
thee
         你知道吗谁创造了你
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
给予你生命&命令你饲食.
By the stream & o'er the mead;
溪流的边旁&草甸之上方；
Gave thee clothing of delight,
赠与你欢欣惬意的衣裳，
Softest clothing wooly bright;
柔嫩光滑衣装羊毛明亮；
Gave thee such a tender voice,
赐予你好一个温柔音嗓，
Making all the vales rejoice!
使所有群山欣喜若狂！
         Little Lamb who made thee
         小羔羊谁创造了你
         Dost thou know who made thee
         你知道吗谁创造了你
         Little Lamb I'll tell thee,
         小羔羊我告诉你，
         Little Lamb I'll tell thee!
         小羔羊我告诉你！
He is called by thy name,
他以你姓名被呼唤，
For he calls himself a Lamb:
因他称呼自身为羔羊：
He is meek & he is mild,
他温顺谦恭&他温柔和善，
He became a little child:
他化身为一名稚嫩的孩童：
I a child & thou a lamb,
我为一孩童&你为一羔羊，
We are called by his name.
我们双双被他的姓名呼唤着.
         Little Lamb God bless thee.
         小羔羊上帝保佑你.
         Little Lamb God bless thee.
         小羔羊上帝保佑你.
#37 - 2023-6-9 06:42
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Auguries of Innocence
纯真的预兆
（BY WILLIAM BLAKE个人译制）
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
从一粒砂砾中洞悉世界
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
与一朵野花中窥探天堂
Hold Infinity in the palm of your
hand
攥紧你手心之中的无穷
And Eternity in an hour
而永恒不过一刻钟
A Robin Red breast in a Cage
一红襟知更鸟囚困于笼
Puts all Heaven in a Rage
引得全天堂怒气腾腾
A Dove house filld with Doves & Pigeons
一鸽舍挤满白鸽&野鸽
Shudders Hell thr' all its regions
震颤地狱每处角落
A dog starvd at his Masters Gate
一狗饿殍于它主人门前
Predicts the ruin of the State
预测国家在灭亡边缘
A Horse misused upon the Road
一马在道路上遭受虐待
Calls to Heaven for Human blood
呼喊至上苍为求人类血偿
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
每只被逐猎的野兔嘶鸣
A fibre from the Brain does tear
大脑内一根神经便撕裂
A Skylark wounded in the wing
一云雀在羽翼处负伤
A Cherubim does cease to sing
一小天使便停止歌唱
The Game Cock clipd & armd for fight
雄雄斗鸡剪爪&武装迎战
Does the Rising Sun affright
初升旭日亦惊骇胆寒
Every Wolfs & Lions howl
每每狼群&狮群吼声
Raises from Hell a Human Soul
从地狱唤醒一人类魂灵
The wild deer, wandring here & there
野鹿，漫步于此处&那处
Keeps the Human Soul from Care
抑制人类心灵远离忧妒
The Lamb misused breeds Public Strife
羔羊遭虐待蕴生出公众冲突
And yet forgives the Butchers knife
却依旧饶恕持利刃的屠夫
The Bat that flits at close of Eve
蝙蝠飞掠于暮色降临之际
Has left the Brain that wont Believe
已飞离大脑那不愿相信之域
The Owl that calls upon the Night
猫头鹰于夜幕之下的叫声
Speaks the Unbelievers fright
诉说不信者的胆战心惊
He who shall hurt the little Wren
谁将伤害小鹪鹩之人
Shall never be belovd by Men
必永不得被男人心爱
He who the Ox to wrath has movd
谁将触怒那公牛之人
Shall never be by Woman lovd
必永不得被女人喜爱
The wanton Boy that kills the Fly
恣意妄为的少年捕杀苍蝇
Shall feel the Spiders enmity
必将感受到蜘蛛的敌意
He who torments the Chafers Sprite
谁将折磨金龟子精灵之人
Weaves a Bower in endless Night
无尽长夜中编织一凉亭
The Catterpiller on the Leaf
毛毛虫在树叶之上
Repeats to thee thy Mothers grief
复述予你 你母亲的悲伤
Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly
勿杀飞蛾亦或是蝴蝶
For the Last Judgment draweth nigh
因最后审判日迫在眉睫
He who shall train the Horse to War
谁将训马投入战场之人
Shall never pass the Polar Bar
必永无法跨越北极寒冬
The Beggars Dog & Widows Cat
乞丐养的狗&寡妇养的猫
Feed them & thou wilt grow fat
喂济它们&你体重亦增长
The Gnat that sings his Summers Song
哼唱它们夏日之歌的小虫
Poison gets from Slanders tongue
毒药来自诽谤之口舌
The poison of the Snake & Newt
毒蛇&蝾螈之毒素
Is the sweat of Envys Foot
是妒忌足上的汗液
The poison of the Honey Bee
蜜蜂之毒中所蕴藏
Is the Artists Jealousy
是艺术家们的嫉妒
The Princes Robes & Beggars Rags
王子的华服&乞丐的破布
Are Toadstools on the Misers Bags
为守财奴口袋里的毒蘑菇
A Truth thats told with bad intent
那出自于恶意的一句真相
Beats all the Lies you can invent
胜过所有你能编造的谎言
It is right it should be so
这是正确它本该如此
Man was made for Joy & Woe
人生充斥着喜乐&哀愁
And when this we rightly know
而当我们正确的认识到
Thro the World we safely go
我们可平安走遍天下
Joy & Woe are woven fine
喜乐&哀愁微妙交缠 
A Clothing for the soul divine
为圣灵所织就的衣衫
Under every grief & pine
每次悲痛&哀悼之下
Runs a joy with silken twine
柔线跃动把快乐织缠
The Babe is more than swadling Bands
婴儿可不止是襁褓布条
Throughout all these Human Lands
纵观所有人类存世天涯海角
Tools were made & Born were hands
工具被创造& 诞生自双手
Every Farmer Understands
每个农民皆知其中奥妙
Every Tear from Every Eye
每滴泪水从每只眼睛
Becomes a Babe in Eternity
在永恒中化作一幼婴
This is caught by Females bright
被女性的光彩所俘获
And returnd to its own delight
并返还其自身的喜乐
The Bleat the Bark Bellow & Roar
羊咩、犬吠、狮吼&狼嗥
Are Waves that Beat on Heavens Shore
为轰击天堂海岸的汹涌浪涛
The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath
棍棒鞭挞下婴儿那哭泣
Writes Revenge in realms of Death
死亡国度中抒写复仇心迹
The Beggars Rags fluttering in Air
行乞者的破布于空中飘散
Does to Rags the Heavens tear
破布把天堂都撕成碎片
The Soldier armd with Sword & Gun
士兵全副武装携剑&带枪
Palsied strikes the Summers Sun
颤抖的搏击着夏日高阳
The poor Mans Farthing is worth more
穷人身上的便士价值更高
Than all the Gold on Africs Shore
高过非洲海岸所有黄金总和
One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands
劳工手上榨取的绵薄血汗
Shall buy & sell the Misers Lands
也可买&卖守财奴的良田
Or if protected from on high
或如果能被上天保佑
Does that whole Nation sell & buy
那整片国土皆可买&卖
He who mocks the Infants Faith
谁将取笑婴孩信念之人
Shall be mockd in Age & Death
必被嘲笑于晚年&终生
He who shall teach the Child to Doubt
谁将质疑教导给孩童之人
The rotting Grave shall neer get out
必永无法逃离腐朽坟墓
He who respects the Infants faith
谁将敬重婴孩信念之人
Triumphs over Hell & Death
征服地狱&战胜死亡
The Childs Toys & the Old Mans Reasons
孩童天真的玩具&老者经验的原因
Are the Fruits of the Two seasons
为两季所能结下的累累硕果
The Questioner who sits so sly
质问者谁狡诈发问
Shall never know how to Reply
必永不知如何作答
He who replies to words of Doubt
谁将质疑之言作答之人
Doth put the Light of Knowledge out
实为掐灭智慧之明灯源泉
The Strongest Poison ever known
古今最猛烈的毒药来源
Came from Caesars Laurel Crown
源自凯撒头上月桂花冠
Nought can Deform the Human Race
没有什么能改变人类
Like to the Armours iron brace
如铠甲钢胄这般野蛮
When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow
当黄金&珠宝来点缀犁
To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow
嫉妒必向和平技艺屈膝
A Riddle or the Crickets Cry
一谜语或蟋蟀的鸣泣
Is to Doubt a fit Reply
恰是对质疑的合适答疑
The Emmets Inch & Eagles Mile
蚂蚁微观寸步&老鹰宏观浩渺
Make Lame Philosophy to smile
令蹩脚的哲学为之微笑
He who Doubts from what he sees
谁将质疑他肉眼所见之人
Will neer Believe do what you Please
他都绝不会相信 请你随心所欲
If the Sun & Moon should Doubt
如若太阳&月亮应自我质疑
Theyd immediately Go out
它们转瞬便不复存兮
To be in a Passion you Good may Do
激情状态中你或能做出好事
But no Good if a Passion is in you
但无好处若激情支配于你
The Whore & Gambler by the State
由献媚者&赌徒为政府代表
Licencd build that Nations Fate
授权决定着国家的命运
The Harlots cry from Street to Street
娼妇哭号声音传遍大街小巷
Shall weave Old Englands winding Sheet
将编织着旧英格兰的裹尸衣裳
The Winners Shout the Losers Curse
胜利者的高呼失败者的咒骂
Dance before dead Englands Hearse
在逝去的英格兰灵车前舞踏
Every Night & every Morn
每一个夜晚&每一个黎明
Some to Misery are Born
总有人生来苦难便降临
Every Morn and every Night
每一个黎明与每一个夜晚
Some are Born to sweet delight
总有人生来便幸福圆满
Some are Born to sweet delight
总有人生来便幸福圆满
Some are Born to Endless Night
总有人生来便夜无止尽
We are led to Believe a Lie
我们被引导去相信谎言
When we see not Thro the Eye
当我们不透过眼睛去洞察
Which was Born in a Night to perish in a Night
那些在长夜中诞生，在长夜中凋亡
When the Soul Slept in
何时灵魂安眠沐浴于光束之中
To those poor Souls who dwell in Night
为那些可怜栖身于黑夜的灵魂
God Appears & God is Light
上帝显现&化作光明
To those who Dwell in Realms of day
为那些谁栖身于光明领域之中
But does a Human Form Display
却现身于一人类身型
#38 - 2023-6-22 16:40
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
What can I hold you with?
我拿什么才能挽留你？
（Jorge Luis Borges个人译制）
I offer you lean streets, desperate
sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs.
我献予你贫瘠街道，无望落日，交错郊外的月.
I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon.
我献予你男人的苦涩谁久而久凝望着孤寂明月.
I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts that living men have honored in marble: my father's father killed in the frontier of Buenos Aires, two bullets through his lungs, bearded and dead, wrapped by his soldiers in the hide of a cow; my mother's grandfather —just twenty-four—heading a charge of three hundred men in Perú, now ghosts on vanished horses.
我献予你我父辈，我故人，生者用大理石祭奠的鬼魂：我父亲的父亲在布宜诺斯艾利斯的国境阵亡,两颗子弹穿过他肺脏，蓄着胡并死亡，被他的士兵在牛皮里裹藏；我母亲的祖父—仅二十-四—在秘鲁率领三百人马发起场冲锋，现今鬼魂尚骑在消亡马背上.
I offer you whatever insight my books may hold. whatever manliness or humour my life. I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never been loyal.
我献予你我书中可被洞悉的一切.任何我生命中的勇气或幽默.我献予你从未忠诚之人的忠贞.
I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved somehow -the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.
我献予你我以某种方式留存下的我自身的核心-内心中央不以言语来交易，不以梦想来买卖且无法被时光,被欢欣，被逆境所撼动.
I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born.
I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself.
我献予你黄昏时所见一朵黄玫瑰的记忆，于你诞生多年之前.
我献予你关于你自身的诠释，关于你自身的理论，你自身信服又惊人的新闻.
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.
我可给你我孤寂，我黑暗，我心的饥渴；我试图用踟蹰来把你收买，用险恶，用挫败.
#39 - 2023-6-25 17:15
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Possibilities
可能性
（wislawa szymborska个人译制）
I prefer movies.
我偏爱电影.
I prefer cats.
我偏爱猫.
I prefer the oaks along the Warta.
我偏爱瓦尔塔河沿岸的橡树.
I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky.
我偏爱狄更斯更甚陀思妥耶夫斯基.
I prefer myself liking people
我偏爱自身喜爱着人群
to myself loving mankind.
更甚自身热爱着人类.
I prefer keeping a needle and thread on hand, just in case.
我偏爱携着针与线在手，有备无患.
I prefer the color green.
我偏爱绿颜色.
I prefer not to maintain
that reason is to blame for everything.
我偏爱不将一切归咎在理性上面.
I prefer exceptions.
我偏爱例外.
I prefer to leave early.
我偏爱着早退.
I prefer talking to doctors about something else.
我偏爱跟医生聊些其他事情.
I prefer the old fine-lined illustrations.
我偏爱旧时细致-线条的插图.
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems
to the absurdity of not writing poems.
我偏爱抒写诗歌的荒谬
更甚于不抒写诗歌的荒谬.
I prefer, where love's concerned,
nonspecific anniversaries
that can be celebrated every day.
我偏爱，在爱情的方面，
无特定的纪念日
这样每天都可以庆祝.
I prefer moralists
who promise me nothing.
我偏爱道德家谁不向我承诺任何事物.
I prefer cunning kindness to the over-trustful kind.
我偏爱狡诈的友善更甚友善过度可信.
I prefer the earth in civvies.
我偏爱地球身着便服.
I prefer conquered to conquering countries.
我偏爱被征服的国家更甚于征服者.
I prefer having some reservations.
我偏爱些许意见有所保留
I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
我偏爱混乱的地狱更甚秩序的地狱.
I prefer Grimms' fairy tales to the newspapers' front pages.
我偏爱格林童话更甚报纸头版.
I prefer leaves without flowers to flowers without leaves.
我偏爱叶子无花更甚花儿无叶.
I prefer dogs with uncropped tails.
我偏爱未截断尾巴的狗.
I prefer light eyes, since mine are dark.
我偏爱浅色眼睛，因为我的是深色.
I prefer desk drawers.
我偏爱书桌抽屉.
I prefer many things that I haven't mentioned here
to many things I've also left unsaid.
我偏爱此处未曾提及的许多事
更甚许多事我还未曾说出口.
I prefer zeroes on the loose
to those lined up behind a cipher.
我偏爱零无拘无束
更甚排列在密码之后.
I prefer the time of insects to the time of stars.
我偏爱昆虫的时间更甚群星的时间.
I prefer to knock on wood.
我偏爱在木头上敲击.
I prefer not to ask how much longer and when.
我偏爱不去询问还剩多久或何时.
I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility
that existence has its own reason for being.
我偏爱将可能性牢记脑中
那存在本身有其存在的理由.
#40 - 2023-6-28 00:57
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Ode to the West Wind颂西风
（BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY个人译制）
I
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,
哦狂野西风，你秋之存在的吐息.
Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,
你，自无形无相中莅临 吹动凋零枯叶，
似亡魂遁逃自巫师，
Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,
肌黄，黝黑，苍白，与肺病潮红，
Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,
受瘟疫-肆虐大批人群：哦是你，
Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed
谁驱车送它们至幽寂寒冬床地
The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,
有翼的种子，它们躺卧冷而低,
Each like a corpse within its grave, until
每粒其如坟墓中死尸，直到
Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow
你的蔚蓝的春之姊妹将吹起
Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill
她遍及于沉眠大地上的号角，并充溢
(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)
（驱使甜美花蕾如畜群觅食于空气）
With living hues and odours plain and hill:
盎然生机色彩与芳香飘逸平原与丘陵
Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;
狂野精灵，无处不在地游离着：
Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh hear!
毁灭者亦是守护者；倾听，哦倾听！
II
Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion,
你在谁人溪流上，陡峭天际喧嚣间，
Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed,
散乱浮云如大地的树叶腐朽着飘零，
Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,
自天空与海洋的缠结枝杈之中挣脱，
Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread
雨水与闪电的天使：蔓延开在
On the blue surface of thine aëry surge,
蓝色涛面上你缥缈奔涌着飙升，
Like the bright hair uplifted from the head
好似光泽头发自脑袋上升飘荡
Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge
从某些猛烈女祭司，自黯然边缘
Of the horizon to the zenith's height,
的地平线上升至那天顶的高度，
The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge of the dying year,
暴风雨将至的鬈发.你垂死暮年的挽歌,
to which this closing night
Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,
关于这闭幕之夜将为辽阔坟墓的穹顶，
Vaulted with all thy congregated might
Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere
拱顶由你聚集的所有力量支撑，
自你密实的大气压中的蒸汽迸发
Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh hear!
黑暗雨水，火焰，与冰雹爆裂：哦请倾听！
#41 - 2023-7-12 05:26
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
To a Mouse致小鼠
（BY ROBERT BURNS 个人译制）
On Turning her up in her Nest, with the Plough, November 1785.
Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
小，狡猾，畏缩，胆怯的小兽，
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
哦，何等的惊恐在你心中！
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
你不必如此匆忙的便逃离，
          Wi’ bickerin brattle!
          急匆着逃逸！
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee
我不愿意跑去追赶你
          Wi’ murd’ring pattle!
          携致命的犁器！
I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
我由衷愧疚人的统治
Has broken Nature’s social union,
破坏了自然的共生关系，
An’ justifies that ill opinion,
并证明那嫌恶印象，
          Which makes thee startle,
          其使你惊愕不已，
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
而我，你可怜，尘-世的伴侣，
          An’ fellow-mortal!
          与凡人-同胞！
I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
我不怀疑，时而，你可能去偷窃；
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
那又如何？可怜小兽，你必须活下去！
A daimen-icker in a thrave
          ’S a sma’ request:
一捆之中仅分得一穗
          小小请求而已：
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
          An’ never miss ’t!
剩下的我已足够庆幸，
          永不留念于其！
Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
你小小居所，也，成废墟！
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
它欲坠墙壁被风散乱着飘零！
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
而一无所有，现今，想建座新屋，
          O’ foggage green!
          二季苔绿无处寻！
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin,
而凄冷的十二月风临近，
          Baith snell an’ keen!
          既刺骨又寒彻心！
Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
你看见田野光秃秃又荒芜，
An’ weary Winter comin fast,
并烦恼凛冬太快降临，
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
而惬意此处，狂风之下，
          Thou thought to dwell,
          你想去栖身，
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
          Out thro’ thy cell.
直到哗啦！无情的犁碾过
          从你巢穴中穿出.
That wee-bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble
那小-堆叶子与麦秸秆
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
费你许多疲惫去啃咬！
Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble,
现在你被翻出，因你所有的苦恼，
          But house or hald,
          无房屋或依靠，
To thole the Winter’s sleety dribble,
为忍受寒冬冻雨滴下,
          An’ cranreuch cauld!
          与霜降之冷！
But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,
但小鼠，你并非唯一一个，
In proving foresight may be vain:
证明深谋远虑也可成徒劳：
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
老鼠与人的最佳方案
          Gang aft agley,
          经常脱离正轨，
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
留给我们空有悲与痛，
          For promis’d joy!
          而非应许的喜乐！
Still, thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me!
依旧，你仍是有福，相较于我！
The present only toucheth thee:
现在仅仅伤害了你：
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
但 噢！我将目光投射后方，
          On prospects drear!
          于黯淡的前景！
An’ forward tho’ I canna see,
而前方虽然我看不见，
          I guess an’ fear!
          我猜想便恐惧！
#42 - 2023-8-3 17:31
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Questions From a Worker Who Reads
来自一读书工人的疑问
（Bertolt Brecht
贝托尔特 布莱希特 1935个人译制）
Who built Thebes of the 7 gates ?
谁建造七座城门的底比斯？
In the books you will read
the names of kings.
在书中你会读到
国王们的名字.
Did the kings haul up
the lumps of rock ?
是国王们
拖运起岩石块？
And Babylon,
many times demolished,
而巴比伦，
许多次遭摧毁，
Who raised it up
so many times ?
谁又这么多次
将其不断立起？
In what houses of gold glittering
Lima did its builders live ?
何等金碧辉煌的居所是
利马其建造者们所居住的？
Where, the evening that
the Great Wall of China
was finished,did the masons go?
哪里，中国万里长城
完工当晚，石匠们都去了哪里？
Great Rome is full of
triumphal arches.
伟大的罗马
到处都有凯旋门.
Who erected them ?
谁将它们竖立？
Over whom
did the Caesars triumph ?
凯撒是为谁凯旋而归？
Had Byzantium, much praised in song,
only palaces for its inhabitants ?
拜占庭，歌谣中备受赞誉，
唯独有宫殿为其居民们使用？
Even in fabled Atlantis,
the night that the ocean engulfed it,
即便在传说中的亚特兰蒂斯，
海洋将它吞噬的夜晚，
The drowning still cried out
for their slaves.
溺水者仍然
对他们的奴隶吆喊.
The young Alexander
conquered India.
少年亚历山大
征服印度.
Was he alone ?
他曾孤身一人？
Caesar defeated
the Gauls.
凯撒击败了
高卢人.
Did he not even
have a cook with him ?
他甚至没
厨师随身？
Philip of Spain wept
when his armada went down.
当他的无敌舰队倒下时
菲利普国王哭泣.
Was he the only one to weep ? 
他曾是唯一哭泣之人？
Frederick the 2nd
won the 7 Years War.
腓特烈二世
赢得七年战争.
Who else won it ?
又有谁赢得胜利？
Every page a victory.
每页写满胜利.
Who cooked the feast
for the victors ?
谁为胜者们
烹煮了筵席？
Every 10 years a great man.
每十年一伟人诞生.
Who paid the bill ?
谁来为此买单？
So many reports. 
如此多的报告.
So many questions.
如此多的问题.
#43 - 2023-8-19 04:11
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Spermaceti鲸蜡
（LES MURRAY 个人译制）
I sound my sight, and flexing skeletons eddy in our common wall.
我发声回响视线来感知 ，
在我们共同的墙壁中骨骼弯曲如漩涡状.
With a sonic bolt from the fragrant chamber of my head, I burst the lives of some and slow, backwashing them into my mouth.
用支从我头部芳香腔室发出的声波弩箭，
我迸裂一些生物并缓缓的，
将它们回流到我口中.
I lighten, breathe, and laze below again.
我欢欣起来，呼吸，便再次悠闲潜入水下.
And peer in long low tones over the curve of Hard to river-tasting and oil-tasting coasts, to the grand grinding coasts of rigid air.
并以悠长低沉的音调中端详品味着河水与油味的弧形海岸，望向坚硬空气磨砺着的嶙峋海岸.
How the wall of our medium has a shining, pumping rim:
我们所处的介质墙壁有着明亮着，
不断律动着的边缘：
the withstood crush of deep flight in it, perpetual entry!
其中经受深海飞行的挤压，
永无止尽地参与其中！
Only the holes of eyesight and breath still tie us to the dwarf-making Air, where true sight barely functions.
唯有视觉与呼吸的通道仍将我们与外界的途径相连，而真正的视力几乎不起作用.
The power of our wall likewise guards us from slowness of the rock Hard, its life-powdering compaction,
墙壁之力同样保护我们免受坚硬岩石的缓慢压迫，它将生命粉碎成紧密结构,
from ist fissures and streamy layers that we sing into sight but are silent, fixed, disjointed in. Eyesight is a leakage of nearby into us, and shows us the taste of food conformed over its spines.
我们歌唱所见从它那些裂隙与流动层之中却是无声，静止，和分离的.
视觉是周围环境渗透我们的一种方式，
并展示给我们食物于它们背脊上的味道.
But our greater sight is uttered.
但我们更广阔的视觉是由声音表达的.
I sing beyond the curve of distance the living joined bones of my song-fellows; I sound a deep volcano’s valve tubes storming whitely in black weight;
我在遥远的距离外歌唱与我一同奏响的同伴们的生命之骨；我发出深邃火山的闸门管道 如白色雷暴在黑暗重力之中轰鸣；
I receive an island’s slump,
我感受到岛屿的下沉，
song-scrambling ship’s heartbeats, and the sheer shear of current-forms
bracketing a seamount.
船只心跳声中混乱的歌声，
以及环绕着海峰的洋流形成的剧烈摩擦音.
The wall, which running blind I demolish,
墙壁，我奔波中盲目地将其摧毁，
heals, prickling me with sonars. My every long shaped cry re-establishes the world, and centres its ringing structure.
它再次愈合，用声纳刺痛着我.
我每次长而有力的哭喊都重新构建了世界，
并使其回响结构居中.
#44 - 2023-9-8 22:12
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Los Muertos死者
（by María Rivera 个人译制）
“哀悼死者，慰籍生者”
-To speak or speak to what cannot be spoken
-去发声或为无法发声者所发声
There they come
他们来了
the beheaded,
被斩首，
the handless,
被断肢，
the dismembered,
被肢解，
the women whose coccyx were smashed,
被打碎尾骨的女人，
the men whose heads were crushed,
被砸碎头骨的男人，
the little children crying
between dark walls
of minerals and sand.
在石与砂的黑暗墙间
哭泣着的小孩子.
There they come
他们来了
those who sleep in buildings
那些在建筑物中沉睡的人
that are clandestine graves:
那是秘密埋葬的坟墓：
they come with their eyes blindfolded,
他们蒙着双眼来了 ，
with their hands tied,
他们双手被捆绑，
shot between the temples.
太阳穴间的枪击.
There they come, those who got lost somewhere in Tamaulipas,
他们来了，那些在塔毛利帕斯州
某处迷路的人，
brothers-in-law, sons-in-law, neighbors,
连-襟,女-婿，邻居，
the woman they gang raped before they killed her,
他们杀害她前先轮奸的女人，
the man who tried to make them stop and got a bullet instead,
尝试制止他们却得到
一颗子弹的男人，
the woman who was also raped, who escaped and told it, now comes
walking on Broadway,
同样被强奸的，逃脱并说出的女人，现在行走在百老汇街上，
comforting herself with the wail of ambulances,
用急救车的哀嚎安慰她自身，
hospital doors,
医院的门，
the light shining on the water of the Hudson.
闪耀在哈德逊河水上的光芒.
There they come
他们来了
the dead who left Usulután
La Paz,
离开乌苏卢坦 拉巴斯的死者，
La Unión,
拉允隆，
La Libertad,
拉利伯塔德，
Sonsonate,
松索纳特，
San Salvador,
圣萨尔瓦多，
San Juan Mixtepec,
圣胡安米斯特佩克，
Cuscatlán,
库斯卡特兰，
El Progreso,
埃尔普罗格雷索，
El Guante,
艾尔格兰德，
crying,
哭泣着，
those who were bade goodbye at a karaoke party
and were found shot in Tecate.
那些在卡拉OK派对上分手的人
发现在特卡特被枪杀.
Here comes the one who was forced to dig a grave for his brother,
被迫为他的兄弟挖坟墓的人来了，
the one they murdered after collecting four thousand dollars,
他们收取四千美元后杀害的人，
those who were kidnapped
with a woman they raped in front of her eight-year-old son
three times.
那些遭绑架的人
在她八岁的儿子面前
三次强奸的女人.
Where do they come from,
他们来自何处，
from which gangrene,
来自哪处坏疽，
oh lymph,
哦淋巴，
the bloodthirsty,
嗜杀成性，
the soulless,
毫无灵魂，
the butcher
刽子屠夫
murderers?
杀人凶手？
There they come
他们来了
the dead—so lonely, so silent, so ours,
死者-如此孤独，如此沉寂，如此我们，
hooked one to the other under the enormous sky of the Anahuac Valley,
在阿纳瓦克山谷苍穹之下手牵手，
they walk,
他们行走，
they crawl,
他们爬行，
with a bowl of horrors between their hands,
一碗恐惧夹在他们手中，
their terrifying tenderness.
他们可怕的温柔.
They are called
他们被称作
the dead found in a ditch in Taxco
在塔克斯科一条沟里发现的死者
the dead found in remote spots in Chihuahua,
在奇瓦瓦偏远地区里发现的死者，
the dead found scattered among plots of land,
分散在一块土地之间发现的死者，
the dead found dumped in La Marquesa,
抛尸在拉马克萨斯中发现的死者，
the dead found hanging from bridges,
被发现吊在桥上的死者，
the dead found headless in communal farmlands,
在公共农田里发现的无头死者，
the dead found by the side of the road,
在道路旁边发现的死者，
the dead found in abandoned cars,
在废弃汽车内发现的死者，
the dead found in San Fernando,
在圣费尔南多发现的死者，
the countless hacked to pieces and not yet found,
不计其数被劈砍成碎片而未曾发现，
the legs, the arms, the heads, the femurs of dead people
dissolved in barrels.
死者的腿，胳膊，头颅，
股骨溶解在桶中.
They are called
他们被称作
remains, cadavers, deceased,
遗体，尸体，死者，
they are called
他们被称作
the dead whose mothers don’t get tired of waiting,
母亲不厌其烦等待着的死者，
the dead whose children don’t get tired of waiting,
子女不厌其烦等待着的死者，
the dead whose wives don’t get tired of waiting,
妻子不厌其烦等待着的死者，
picturing them among subways and gringos.
想象他们在地铁与外国佬之间.
They are called
他们被称作
tiny sweater woven in a drawer of the soul,
编织在灵魂的抽屉里的小毛衣，
tiny t-shirt for a three-month-old,
为三个月大所准备的小T恤，
photograph of a toothless smile,
一张不漏牙齿笑容的照片，
they are called mamita,
他们被称作老妈
papito,
老爸，
they are called
他们被称作
tiny kicks
in the womb
and the first cry,
子宫里的小踢以及第一声啼哭，
they are called four children,
他们被称作四个孩子，
Petronia (2), Zacarías (3), Sabas (5), Glenda (6)
佩特罗尼亚(2), 扎卡里亚斯(3),萨巴斯(5),格伦达 (6)
and a widow (girl) who fell in love in elementary school,
以及一个小学时坠入爱河的寡妇(girl) ，
they are called wanting to dance at parties
他们被称作想要在派对上跳舞
they are called reddening of flushed cheeks and sweaty palms,
他们被称作潮红的面颊与汗湿的手掌，
they are called boys,
他们被称作男孩，
they are called wanting
to build a house,
他们被称作想要建造一座房屋，
to lay bricks,
去砌砖，
to give my children something to eat,
去给我的孩子一些东西去填肚，
they are called two dollars for cleaning beans,
他们被称作两美元的干净豆子，
houses, haciendas, offices,
房子，庄园，办公楼，
they are called
他们被称作
cries of children on dirt floors,
泥土地板上哭泣着的孩童，

light flying over birds,
光飞过鸟儿，
flight of doves in the church,
鸽子在教堂里飞舞，
they are called
他们被称作
kisses at the edge of the river
河流边缘上的接吻
they are called
他们被称作
Gelder (17)
格尔德(17)
Daniel (22)
丹尼尔(22)
Filmar (24)
费尔默(24)
Ismael (15)
以实玛利(15)
Augustín (20)
奥古斯丁(20)
José (16)
约瑟夫(16)
Jacinta (21)
Inés (28)
杰辛塔(28)
Francisco (53)
弗朗西斯科(53)
among bushes,
灌木丛间，
gagged,
被布堵住，
in ranch gardens
hands tied,
牧场花园里双手捆绑，
in the gardens of houses with security systems,
在带有安全系统的花园房屋中，
fainted,
昏厥，
in forgotten spots,
在被遗忘的地方，
disintegrating silently,
无声无息地瓦解，
hushed,
寂静，
they are called
他们被称作
secrets of hit men,
秘密杀手，
secrets of slaughter,
秘密屠宰，
secrets of policemen,
秘密警察，
they are called cry,
他们被称作哭泣，
they are called fog,
他们被称作迷惘，
they are called body,
他们被称作身体，
they are called skin,
他们被称作皮肤，
they are called warmth,
他们被称作温暖，
they are called kiss,
他们被称作亲吻，
they are called hug,
他们被称作拥抱，
they are called laughter,
他们被称作笑声，
they are called people,
他们被称作人们，
they are called pleading,
他们被称作恳求，
they were called me,
他们曾称作我，
they were called you,
他们曾称作你，
they were called us,
他们曾称作我们，
they are called shame,
他们称作耻辱，
they are called cry.
他们称作哭泣.
There they go
他们去了那里
María,
马利亚，
Juana,
胡安娜，
Petra,
佩特拉，
Carolina,
凯洛莉娜，
13,
18,
25,
16,
their breasts bitten,
她们胸部遭咬，
their hands tied,
她们双手捆绑，
their bodies burnt,
她们尸体焚烧，
their bones polished by desert sand.
她们的尸骨被沙漠砂石抛光.
They are called
她们被称作
dead women nobody knows nobody saw being killed,
无人耳闻无人目睹遭谋杀的女人，
they are called
她们被称作
women who go to bars at night alone,
晚上孤身去酒吧的女人，
they are called
她们被称作
working women who leave their homes at dawn,
黎明时离家打工的女性，
they are called
她们被称作
sisters,
姐妹，
daughters,
女儿，
mothers,
母亲，
aunts,
姑姨，
disappeared,
消失，
raped
burnt to ashes,
强奸 烧成灰烬
thrown away,
丢在一旁，
they are called carne, flesh,
他们被称作肉体，
they are called carne, meat.
他们被称作血肉，
There
那里
with no flowers
无鲜花
with no gravestones,
无墓碑，
with no age,
无年龄，
with no name,
无姓名，
with no tears,
无泪水，
they sleep in their cemetery:
他们睡在他们的公墓：
it is called Temixco,
它被称作特米斯科，
it is called Santa Ana,
它被称作圣安娜，
it is called Mazatepec,
它被称作马扎特佩克，
it is called Juárez，
它被称作华雷斯，
it is called Puente de Ixtla,
它被称作伊斯特拉大桥
it is called San Fernando,
它被称作圣费尔南多，
it is called Tlaltizapán,
它被称作特拉蒂扎潘，
it is called Samalayuca，
它被称作萨马拉尤卡，
it is called El Capulín,
它被称作卡普林，
it is called Reynosa,
它被称作雷诺萨
it is called Nuevo Laredo,
它被称作新拉雷多，
it is called Guadalupe,
它被称作瓜达卢佩，
it is called Lomas de Poleo,
它被称作洛马斯德波莱奥，
it is called México
他被称作“墨西哥”

What can be said?
还能说什么？
#45 - 2023-9-30 16:02
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
unnamed
（by Anonymousn 22535226 09/26/23(Tue)19:25:33个人译制）
In Dryden's day,
when London's busy docks
在德莱顿年代，
当伦敦码头繁忙时
Were brightened by
the Tropicks' gleaming stocks,
被泛微光的热带货物
映衬的光彩夺目，
And carried on the
salty windcame blasts
携咸湿海风
远送而来的是
Of cannons Dutch,
and sound of cracking masts,
荷兰加农炮的爆炸，
声音是断裂桅杆的噼啪，
When wolves and witchy
Minions of the Night
当夜行狼人们与女巫的魔鬼手下
Were Fables not,
but valid cause for fright,
不再是虚构的寓言，
而可实在造成惊吓，
Then could a man,
alone, with toiling hands,
那么一个人便可，
孤身，用辛劳的双手，
From Ink and Paper
craft enchanted lands,
用墨水与纸张
创作令人入迷的魔境，
And out the common word
-haul of his kin
他远超亲友使用范畴的词汇
Pluck Wonders fresh,
as Spiders seem to spin
揽取非同凡响的新词，
如蜘蛛们抽丝来编织
From sacs of basest
ooze a rare delight:
从基础的液囊之中
淌渗出珍奇的喜悦：
These webs of words
condensed a Nation's might.
这些词汇之网
凝聚了整个国家力量.
But now the tropick
plunder's ceased to swell
但如今热带劫掠已不再增长
And Science
hoary Warlocks can dispel;
而年迈的科学男巫亦能驱散；
Though Dryden treads
the Asphodel perhaps,
虽德莱顿或踏足于水仙花园游荡
He sings no living lays
-he hears no living claps.
他唱无活人倾听-他歌无活人鼓掌.
What time is ours?
我们的时代名为何许？
What name is it assigned?
用何其姓名来将其指派？
In heavy tomes of learned men I find
在学者们沉重的部头中我难寻
No trace, no sign,
no guide, no precedent.
无踪迹，无线索，无指导，无先例.
Return, I cry! -But Time will not relent.
回流,我哭喊！-但时光从未心软.
How could this
vast and glassy wilderness
怎样能将这广袤无垠的玻璃荒原
Into a poem's
strictures be compressed?
压缩进一首诗歌的限定结构长短？
I pity deep the modern poet's lot:
我深深为现代诗人之宿命深感遗憾：
One called to speak,
who language has forgot.
被要求发言者，却忘记了语言.
Those poets striving on,
I hail most high,
那些仍在奋斗的诗人，我最为之崇拜，
But leave them to their
anxious task, while I
但留给他们那些忧心忡忡的劳作，而我
Betake myself indoors
on withered legs,
我自回室内用那孱弱的双腿，
And sit and sip
these last iambic dregs,
坐下啜饮这最后的韵脚余味，
And thus this thirst of mine
I'll try to quench
而因此这我之饥渴 我试图解渴
(Forgive this vintage Liquor's musty stench),
(原谅这陈酿液体的陈腐臭味)
To soothe with
antique drops my modern aches
用古老的液滴缓解我现代苦痛
Before - too soon! - the metre breaks
以防-太迟！韵律便为之破碎
#46 - 2023-10-21 21:06
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Laeta; a Lament莱塔；一首悼诗
（By H. P. Lovecraft个人译制）
Respectfully Dedicated to Rheinhart Kleiner, Esq.
恭敬的献给‘莱因哈特•克莱纳’先生.
With Compliments of the Author
带着作者的敬意

How sad droop the willows by Zulal’s fair side,
朱拉尔湖畔旁垂下的柳树多么悲伤，
Where so lately I stray’d with my raven-hair’d bride:
不久前我还与我乌发的新娘于此游荡：
Ev’ry light-floating lily, each flow’r on the shore,
每朵百合轻盈荡漾，每朵流淌在岸滨上，
Folds in sorrow since Laeta can see them no more!
自从莱塔不能再欣赏 悲痛中便不再绽放！

Oh, blest were the days when in childhood and hope
哦，当还在童年与希望时 日子曾是幸福
With my Laeta I rov’d o’er the blossom-clad slope,
与我的莱塔一同漫步在鲜花盛放的坡度，
Plucking white meadow-daisies and ferns by the stream,
摘采溪流旁的蕨叶与草甸上雪白的雏菊，
As we laugh’d at the ripples that twinkle and gleam.
当我们欢笑水面涟漪之时 光线波光粼粼.

Not a bloom deck’d the mead that could rival in grace
没一朵绽放草地上点缀 尚能在优雅中媲美
The dear innocent charms of my Laeta’s fair face;
我钟爱的纯洁无暇 面容美丽的莱塔的妩媚
Not a thrush thrill’d the grove with a carol so choice
没一只画眉振奋欢唱于林间 尚能如此优美
As the silvery strains of my Laeta’s sweet voice.
如银铃般悦耳旋律 比拟我莱塔歌喉之甜美

The shy Nymphs of the woodland, the fount and the plain,
栖居于林地，清泉与平原羞怯的宁芙，
Strove to equal her beauty, but strove all in vain;
力图均分她的美丽，却只分得了虚无；
Yet no envy they bore her, while fruitless they strove,
虽然她们努力成徒劳，但她们却不嫉妒，
For so pure was my Laeta, they could only love!
她们唯有深爱！因我的莱塔纯粹之程度,

When the warm breath of Auster play’d soft o’er the flow’rs,
当南风奥斯特温暖的气息轻拂过花朵，
And young Zephyrus rustled the gay scented bow’rs,
而青涩的西风仄费洛斯 沙沙声将愉悦送入树荫，
Ev’ry breeze seem’d to pause as it drew near the fair,
当靠近‘美’之时 任何风似乎都也停驻不前
Too much aw’d at her sweetness to tumble her hair.
深深被她甜美可爱所震撼 不敢把她发梢吹散

How fond were our dreams on the day when we stood
那天我们许诺下的愿景 回忆起多么美好，
In the ivy-grown temple beside the dark wood;
站在漆黑的树林旁 长满常青藤的圣堂；
When our pledges we seal’d at the sanctify’d shrine,
当我们的誓约被批准 刻印于圣坛之上，
And I knew that my Laeta forever was mine!
我便确信我的莱塔将永远陪伴我身旁！

How blissful our thoughts when the wild autumn came,
当秋季狂野袭来 我们思绪多么喜出望外，
And the forests with scarlet and gold were aflame;
似火燃烧的秋林 猩红与金黄间斑斓流彩；
Yet how heavy my heart when I first felt the fear
然而当我初次感到恐惧 我心中多么沉重
That my starry-eyed Laeta would fade with the year!
我那满眼繁星的莱塔也将会随岁月凋零！

The pastures were sere and the heavens were grey
牧场已干枯萎缩 而天空则灰蒙阴暗
When I laid my lov’d Laeta forever away,
当我永远送别 我至爱莱塔的最后一面，
And the river god pity’d, as weeping I pac’d
河神投以怜悯，当我抽泣落下泪水
Mingling hot bitter tears with his cold frozen waste.
滚烫苦涩的泪 混合他冰冷结冻的水.

Now the flow’rs have return’d, but they bloom not so sweet
如今花儿再度开放，却绽放的不那么甜美
As in days when they blossom’d round Laeta’s dear feet;
不曾如当年在莱塔脚下 盛开的那般完美；
And the willows complain to the answering hill,
而柳树们向回应着的山冈 也诉说着抱怨，
And the thrushes that once were so happy are still.
曾经那多么快乐的画眉现如今都静默无声.

The green meadows and groves in their loneliness pine,
葱翠的草甸与树林因它们的孤单而憔悴，
Whilst the Dryads no more in their madrigals join,
当树精们也不再一同合唱起它们的牧歌，
The breeze once so joyous now
murmurs and sighs,
曾经如此欢乐的风 现在只剩呢喃与哀叹，
And blows soft o’er the spot where my lov’d Laeta lies.
便轻轻吹过我至爱莱塔 永远沉眠的地点.

So pensive I roam o’er the desolate lawn
我如此忧戚的在荒凉的草地上游荡
Where we wander’d and lov’d in the days that are gone,
已逝的往日此地我们曾相爱与闲逛，
And I yearn for the autumn, when Zulal’s blue tide
我渴望秋天，当朱拉尔的蔚蓝潮水
Shall sing low by my grave at the lov’d Laeta’s side.
将为我墓前 至爱的莱塔身旁送去安慰.
#47 - 2023-10-29 21:42
⚠F1DO⚠ (REMEMBER: THE RIDE NEVER ENDS ∞)
Baseline Test基准线测试（个人译制）
A blood black nothingness began to spin.
血黑色的一片虚无开始编织.
Began to spin.
开始编织.
Let's move on to system.
让我们转而谈谈系统.
System.
系统.
Feel that in your body.
感受在你身体内那.
The system.
系统.
What does it feel like to be part of the system?
成为系统的一部分 作何感受？
System.
系统.
Is there anything in your body that wants to resist the system?
在你身体内有任何部分 想抵抗系统？
System.
系统.
Do you get pleasure out of being a part of the system?
你是否从作为系统的一部分 中得到喜悦？
System.
系统.
Have they created you to be a part of the system?
他们创造你为 系统中的一个部分？
System.
系统.
Is there security in being a part of the system?
作为系统的一部分 安全得到保障吗？
System.
系统.
Is there a sound that comes with the system?
是否有着声音 伴随着系统而来？
System.
系统.
We're going to go on.
我们要继续进行下去.
Cells.
细胞.
They were all put together at a time.
Cells.
它们都曾在同一时间聚集在一起.
细胞.
Millions and billions of them.
它们数以百万、数以亿计.
Cells.
细胞.
Were you ever arrested?
你曾经被拘捕过？
Cells.
细胞.
Did you spend much time in the cell?
Cells.
你在监狱内待过很长时间？
细胞.
Have you ever been in an instituion?
Cells.
以前你是否曾去过一个机构？
细胞.
Do they keep you in a cell?
他们把你关在牢房内？
Cells.
细胞.
When you're not performing your duties do they keep you in a little box?
当你拒绝履行你的职责 他们会把你关在小盒子里？
Cells.
细胞.
Interlinked.
相连着.
What's it like to hold the hand of someone you love?
牵起你所爱之人的手 感觉如何？
Interlinked.
相连着.
Do they teach you how to feel finger to finger?
他们教你怎样感受手指相扣？
Interlinked.
相连着.
Do you long for having your heart interlinked?
你渴望让你的心灵相连着？
Interlinked.
相连着.
Do you dream about being interlinked?
你梦想处于相连状态？
Have they left a place for you where you can dream?
他们是否为你留下 一个你能做梦之地？
Interlinked.
相连着.
What's it like to hold your child in your arms?
当你用胳膊抱起你孩子时 感觉如何？
Interlinked.
相连着.
What's it like to play with your dog?
跟你的狗一起玩耍时 感觉如何？
Interlinked.
相连着.
Do you feel that there's a part of you that's missing?
你感到你内心缺失了一部分?
Interlinked.
相连着.
Do you like to connect to things?
你喜欢连接其他事物？
Interlinked.
相连着.
What happens when that linkage is broken?
当联系断开时会发生什么？
Interlinked.
相连着.
Have they let you feel heartbreak?
他们是否让你感到心碎？
Interlinked.
相连着.
Did you buy a present for the person you love?
你为了送给你所爱之人 而购买礼物？
Within cells interlinked.
内在细胞相连着.
Why don't you say that three times?
为什么你不把那说三次？
Within cells interlinked.
内在细胞相连着.
Within cells interlinked.
内在细胞相连着.
Within cells interlinked.
内在细胞相连着.
Where do you go when you go within?
在你内心深处 你去往何方？
Within.
内在.
Has anyone ever locked you out of a room?
有任何人曾把你锁在房间外？
Within.
内在
Where do you go to when you go within?
在你内心深处 你去往何处？
Within.
内在.
Where is the place in the world you feel the safest?.
你觉得在这世界上 何处最安全？
Within.
内在.
Do you have a heart?
你拥有心吗？
Within.
内在.
Stem.
主干.
Did you pick asparagus stems?
你摘采过芦苇茎？
What comes from something else?
什么来自其他事物？
Stem.
主干.
Have you been to the source of a river?
你去过河流的源头？
Stem.
主干.
When's the first time you gave a flower to a girl?
你首次送鲜花给女孩 在何时？
Stem.
主干.
What did she look like?
她看起来怎样？
Stem.
主干.
Is it a slang word for people's legs?
Stem.
它是关于人腿的俚语？
主干.
Have you planeted things in the ground?
你在土地里种过东西？
Stem.
主干
Have you ever been in a legal battle?
Stem.
你以前是否参与过法律诉讼？
Within one stem.
与内在主干相连.
Dreadfully.
分外地.
Is that an old fashioned word?
这是个陈旧的词？
Dreadfully.
分外地.
Did you ever want to live in the nineteenth century?
你是否曾想活在十九世纪？
Dreadfully.
分外地.
What's it like to be filled with dread?
被恐惧充溢感觉如何？
Dreadfully.
分外地.
Do you think you could find out all the answers to all the questions?
你认为你能找出所有问题的所有答案？
Dreadfully.
分外地.
Distinct.
明晰.
How good are your eyes?
你的双眼如何？
Distinct.
明晰.
Do you have a particular personality?
你有独特的性格？
Distinct.
明晰.
What separates somebody from somebody else?
什么将某人与其他人区分？
Distinct.
明晰.
Who do you admire most in the world?
谁在这世界上你最仰慕？
Distinct.
明晰.
What was your most shameful moment?
你最可耻的时刻是什么？
Distinct.
明晰.
Dreadfully distinct.
分外地明晰.
Dark.
黑暗.
Were you afraid of the dark when you were little?
当你小的时候你曾怕黑？
Dark.
黑暗.
What's it like to hide under a bed?
躲在床下感觉如何？
Dark.
黑暗.
Did they keep you in a drawer when they were building you?
当他们制造你时 他们把你放进抽屉？
Dark?
黑暗？
Was it dark in there?
黑吗在里面？
Dark.
黑暗.
Do you have dark thoughts?
你有黑暗想法？
Dark?
黑暗？
Did they program you to have dark thoughts?
他们编程你 让你有黑暗想法？
Dark?
黑暗？
Do you think it's some kind of corruption these dark thoughts?
你认为这些黑暗想法 是某种腐化？
Dark.
黑暗.
Maybe it's a spot of rust or something?
也许是锈迹斑斑或其他？
Dark.
黑暗.
Who's the darkest person you know?
谁是你所见过最黑暗之人？
Dark.
黑暗.
What is it like when someone gives you the silent treatment?
当某人对你冷战感觉如何？
Dark.
黑暗.
Who did you get your darkness from?
你从谁身上得到了黑暗.
Dark.
黑暗.
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
What kind of power do you have against the dark?
你用何种力量来对抗黑暗？
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
Do you think there is such a thing as evil?
你认为有邪恶存在？
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
Do you think you can protect people against the dark?
你认为你可保护人们 免受黑暗侵害？
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
Why are these things happening?
为什么这些事会发生？
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
Do you prefer the day or the night?
你更喜欢白昼还是黑夜？
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
When is the last time you saw a starry sky?
你上次目睹星空是在何时？
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
What's your favorite part of the moon?
你最喜欢月亮的哪一部分？
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
Fountain.
喷泉.
Have you seen the Trevi fountain in Rome?
你在罗马看过特雷维喷泉？
Fountain.
喷泉.
Have you ever seen the fountain in Lincoln center?
你曾在林肯中心看过喷泉？
Fountain.
喷泉.
Have you seen fountains out in the wild?
你在野外看过喷泉？
Fountain.
喷泉.
What's it like when you have an orgasm？
当你高潮时感觉如何？
Fountain.
喷泉.
Have you read the Fountainhead?
你读过《源泉》？
Fountain.
喷泉.
White Fountain.
白喷泉.
Is it pure white?
它是纯白？
White Fountain.
白喷泉.
Is that a metaphor?
它是个隐喻？
White Fountain.
白喷泉.
How did the white Fountain make you feel?
白喷泉令你作何感受？
White Fountain.
白喷泉.
A tall white fountain played.
高大的白喷泉喷涌.
When you were little did you ever fall into a Fountain?
当你小的时候你曾掉进过喷泉？
A Tall White Fountain.
高大的白喷泉.
Do you like fire, earth, air or water?
你喜欢火，土，风还是水？
A Tall White Fountain.
高大的白喷泉.
Do you like skipping around in the water?
你喜欢在水里跳来跳去？
A Tall White Fountain.
高大的白喷泉.
A blood black nothingness.
血黑色的一片虚无.
A system of cells.
细胞的一个系统.
Within cells interlinked.
内在细胞相连着.
Within one stem.
与内在主干相连.
And dreadfully distinct.
且分外地明晰.
Against the dark.
黑暗衬托下.
A tall white fountain played.
高大的白喷泉喷涌.
A sun of rubber was convulsed and set;
一个橡皮太阳剧烈摆动下沉.

And blood-black nothingness began to spin
血黑色的虚无开始编织
A system of cells interlinked within
一个网络，细胞之间相连
Cells interlinked within cells interlinked
再相连，与那主干再相连。
Within one stem. And dreadfully distinct
于是在那黑暗衬托下，
Against the dark, a tall white fountain played.
呈现一座喷泉向上高喷的白水柱