荒春獨(dú)立天地飘蚯。
黑水繞渠無影
唯有黃花耀眼。
余影躑躅緩行
形單似琴入箱捞蛋。
欲吐余言無人聽
恰如白銀入當(dāng)鋪孝冒。
April? and? Silence
By? Tomas Transtromer
Spring? lies forsaken.
The velvet dark ditch
without? reflections.
The only thing that shines
are yellow flowers.
I am cradled in my shadow
like a fiddle?
in its black case.
The only I want to say
glimmers out of reach
like the silver
at the pawnbroker 's.