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我喜欢你是寂静的

聂鲁达

我喜欢你是寂静的,仿佛你消失了一样
你从远处聆听我,我的声音却无法触及你
好像你的双眼已飞离远去
如同一个吻,封了你的嘴
如同所有的事物充满了我的灵魂
你从所有的事物中浮现,充满我的灵魂
你像我的灵魂,一只梦的蝴蝶
你如同忧郁这个词

我喜欢你是寂静的,好像你已远去
你听起来像再悲叹,一只如歌悲鸣的蝴蝶
你从远处听见我,我的声音无法企及你
让我在你的沉默中安静无声
并且让我借你的沉默与你说话
你的沉默明亮如灯,简单如指环
你就像黑夜,拥有寂静与群星
你的沉默及时星星的沉默,遥远而明亮

我喜欢你是寂静的,仿佛你消失了一样
遥远且哀伤,仿佛你已经死了
彼时,一个字,一个微笑,已经足够而我会觉得幸福,因为哪不是真的

I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,
and you hear me from far away and my voice doesn’t touch you.
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
And it seems that a kiss has sealed your mouth.

As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things ,filled with my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream,
And you are like the word Melancholy.

I like for you to be still, and you seem far away.
It sounds as though you were lamenting ,a butterfly cooing like a dove.
And you hear me from far away,and my voice does not reach you:
Let me come to be still in you silence.

And let me talk to you with your silence
That is bright as a lamp,simple as a ring.
You are like the night,with its stillness and constellation.
Your silence is that of a star,as remote and candid.

I like for you to be still:it is as though you were absent,
Distant and full of sorrow as though you had died.
One word then ,one smile ,is enough.
And I am happy, happy that it’s not true.

从一友上摘得这篇诗,十分喜爱.然而,对着自己,情不自禁,写下了<其实>

其实

对着一片叶子遗憾过往

说不出什么

其实

却想起了那些

欠缺的不可抹去的

还有放在心上的

其实不该

当发现了不该

其实已经几个冬春

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