默温的”胡笳”

The Nomad Flute

You that sang to me once sing to me now

let me hear your long lifted note

survive with me

the star is fading

I can think farther than that but I forget

do you hear me



do you still hear me

does your air

remember you

o breath of morning

night song morning song

I have with me

all that I do not know

I have lost none of it



but I know better now

than to ask you

where you learned that music

where any of it came from

once there were lions in China



I will listen until the flute stops

and the light is old again



胡笳

曾经向我吟唱的你此刻再次响起

让我倾听你高扬的长音

你与我延存至今

星辰正在淡出

我的思绪远过星辰却沉入遗忘

你可听见我



你还能听见我吗

你的曲调是否

还记得你

啊清晨的气息

夜歌与晨歌

还陪伴着我

我一无所知的那一切

我从未失去半点



但我此刻已经懂得

不再会问你

你从哪儿学会这乐曲

它来自何处

古老的中国曾有雄狮



我倾听直到笛声停止

直到曙光再次变老