STUDY IN CHINA GLOBAL (SCG)《古镇的梦》–卞之琳
小镇上有两种声音
一样的寂寥：
白天是算命锣，
夜里是梆子。
敲不破别人的梦，
做着梦似的
瞎子在街上走，
一步又一步。
他知道哪一块石头低，
哪一块石头高，
哪一家姑娘有多大年纪。
敲沉了别人的梦，
做着梦似的
更夫在街上走，
一步又一步。
他知道哪一块石头低，
哪一块石头高，
哪一家门户关得最严密。
“三更了，你听哪，
毛儿的爸爸，
这小子吵得人睡不成觉，
老在梦里哭，
明天替他算算命吧？”
是深夜，
又是清冷的下午：
敲梆的过桥，
敲锣的又过桥，
不断的是桥下流水的声音。
Dreamof an Old Town
Bian Zhilin
Two sounds in the old town
—equally melancholic
are the daily fortune-teller’s gong,
and the nightly watchman’s clappers.
Not apt to disturb other’s dreams,
as if in a dream himself,
the blind fortune-teller walks thestreets
step by step,
knowing so well which flagstones arelow,
which high;
how old the daughters of a certainfamily might be…
Then making others go deeper into theirdreams,
he himself as if in a dream,
the watchman goes his rounds
step by step,
knowing well which flagstones are low,
which high;
which doors are tightly shut.
“Listen, it’s the third watch already,”
A good wife says,
“Mao Er’s dad!
The boy cries ever in his dreams,
stopping us from sleeping;
we must have his fortune told tomorrow.”
Comes midnight for one,
a cold afternoon for the other.
He with clappers crosses the bridge,
he with gong crosses also,
while beneath the water flows on, evermurmuring.
（RewiAlley 译）
