与朋友们在一起的美好时光, 难以忘怀, 珍藏心底.
Good Hours
Robert Frost
美好时光
罗伯特.佛罗斯特
云天译
I had for my winter evening walk--
No one at all with whom to talk,
But I had the cottages in a row
Up to their shining eyes in snow.
And I thought I had the folk within:
I had the sound of a violin;
I had a glimpse through curtain laces
Of youthful forms and youthful faces.
I had such company outward bound.
I went till there were no cottages found.
I turned and repented, but coming back
I saw no window but that was black.
Over the snow my creaking feet
Disturbed the slumbering village street
Like profanation, by your leave,
At ten o'clock of a winter eve.
美好时光
在冬天的傍晚我去散步—
却没有一个人可以倾诉,
还好路上有排茅舍相伴
冬雪中闪烁着明亮的眼.
我想我心中有那些伙伴:
我听到小提琴悠悠扬扬;
透过那蕾丝窗帘我瞥见
青春的身影年轻的容颜.
有他们相伴我愈行愈远
一直走到茅舍消失不见.
有些后悔于是掉头回转
但那些窗子却一片黑暗.
在这寒冷冬夜里的十点
脚步吱吱地踩在雪地上
惊醒沉睡中的乡间小路
象是亵渎还请将我宽恕.
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