▋飞雪下的教堂
娜夜

在我的办公桌前抬起头
就能看见教堂
最古老的肃穆

我整天坐在这张办公桌前
教人们娱乐玩
告诉他们在哪儿
能玩得更昂贵更刺激
更二十一世纪
偶尔也为大多数人
用极小的版面顺便说一下
旧东西的新玩法

有时候我会主动抬起头
看一看飞雪下的教堂
它高耸的尖顶
并不传递来自天堂的许多消息
只传达顶尖上的一点


A church under the snow

Raise the head at my desk.
You can see the church.
The oldest of all solemnities.

I sit at this desk all day.
Teach people to play.
Tell them where it is.
It can be more expensive and exciting.
more twenty-first century
And occasionally for most people.
In a very small space, by the way.
New ways to play with old stuff.

Sometimes I raise my head.
Take a look at the church under the flying snow.
Its towering spire.
Not delivering many messages from heaven.
Just a little bit from the top.

译/梵君



▋空麦秆里的秋天
娜夜

时间在我热爱的事物上
降临
秋天抖动了一下
第一颗果实落下来
我的幸福渗出水来……
有多少过去
留下现在
现在慢慢消失
这些树
一天比一天高
我已挥霍不动你的收成了：秋天
让我在一根空麦秆里
握紧你的孤独
“这不是痛苦是生活本身
消失了”


Autumn in empty straws

Time for the things I love.
It comes
Autumn shivered.
The first fruit falls.
My happiness oozes out of me....
How much past has been staying ?
It's slowly disappearing now.
These trees
Higher and higher every day.
I've squandered your harvest: autumn.
Let me in an empty straw.
Hold on to your loneliness.
"It's not the pain, it's life itself.
It's gone."

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