西班牙 希梅内斯 Juan Ramon Jimenez  西班牙   (1881~1958)
One poem at a time

Juan Ramon Jimenez
  Old garden
  I stood before the old garden fence
  Leaned looked in;
  Everything around seemed immersed in the
  Miss the hometown of sleep.
  In the dense woods above,
  Luminous blue sky in the afternoon,
  Is jitter and shining
  Jewel-like brilliance.
  Distance a gloomy,
  From there came slowly
  Sigh like echoes of water,
  Just as the sound of water kissing sound.
  I look like a dream lost in the
  I had no petals
  Withered flowers,
  With a dark green leaf,
  In the cool air in the quiver
  In a circle, drop to the ground.
  ... ... Leaves kept shaking,
  I do not know what mysterious force in the rebellion. "
  From the shade of the jungle, the
  Floated like a mass of fragrant cloud,
  Copy out of a magical land of roses,
  She was very soft movements,
  Long way, alone in the bare
  Behind the veil of light float in the air.
  Her eyes staring into my eyes.
  Soon they fled in the mist,
  Sadness and sorrow to
  Retreat along the trail's path ... ...
  From the deep dense grove,
  Came the faint sound of monotonous,
  It is water answer
  Tick ​​is a kissing sound.
  Not far away, above the ocean magnolia
  In the bright afternoon sky,
  Shining quiver
  A flash of tears.
  ... ... Hidden into the garden again
  Sad dreams,
  A tall, charming nightingale
  Is still a distant whine.
  Wang Xia translation
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  My soul
  My soul is gray sky
  And withered leaves and sisters.
  Loving autumn sun
  Penetrate me with your sad!
  Garden trees
  Hazy with clouds.
  From these trees, my heart to see
  To meet the dear girl has;
  Wet land
  Leaves me with open arms.
  I hope my soul is a leaf
  They hide in the middle well!
  Will be a wonderful golden sun
  According to the trees, the
  To those secret things
  Cast a floating, soft light.
  How gentle on the leaves ah
  Fall sun_set_!
  Infinite harmony
  All enveloped in a small way,
  Attractive. Essence of atmosphere,
  Melodious, timeless symphony
  Spring Garden will be the most sacred
  Dyed golden.
  Hazy gold
  According to the leaves, the
  What a mysterious beauty to
  Like a rainbow rising up in my heart.
  赵振江 translation
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  Sleeping deep water
  Sleeping deep water, what you do not have to honor,
  You have bothered to give entertainment, a waterfall;
  Night, the moon's eyes caress with you,
  Your body will be full of silver thought ... ...
  Painful static water, clean and silent,
  Contempt stir up noises you have the glory of victory;
  During the day, sweet and warm sunshine when you shoot through
  Your body will be full of gold thought ... ...
  You are so beautiful, so deep, my soul too;
  Toward you from the pain quiet. To miss,
  And are you serene and peaceful shore, Zhan issue
  Most pure example of the wings and flowers.
  Wangyangleyi
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  Music
  Suddenly, fountain
  From the crack of the chest, Flaring,
  Passion and his ilk smash
  Dark - like nude
  Open balcony window,
  Crying to the sky, eager to
  That nameless dead -
  This will be her crazy eternal life -
  And never to revert to the
  - Naked women, or spring -
  Out of us who remain in the
  Both real and nothingness,
  She is so not block.
  Flying White translation
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  Between you and me
  Between you and me, love actually
  So weak, calm and pure,
  Like the transparent air,
  Like clear water, in that
  On the sky
  And in the water between the rushes.
  Lin Wood translation
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  I will not go back
  I no longer go back.
  Cool and clear night quietly,
  Desolate moon Seiki, the
  The world has long sleep.
  My body is not there,
  The cool breeze,
  Blowing in from the open window,
  Inquire what my soul.
  I have long been not here,
  I do not know if anyone will remember me,
  Perhaps a tenderness and tears,
  Some people will fondly recall my past.
  But there will be flowers and stars
  Sigh and hope,
  And that the street
  Dense tree lover of laughter.
  Also sounded the voice of the piano
  Like the silence of the night are often the scene,
  I live in the cake window
  Some people will no longer listen in silence.
  Jiangfeng translation
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  The color of your soul
   
  I kiss you, give us the sound of the whisper
  Growing on the tree swing toward the gold of the sun,
  Sun so gold to escape, I love growing on the tree,
  Tree elusive treasure.
  I worship you and to me
  Not brilliant, not heat, not high;
  Because the light is dying; it is gold, gold,
  Gold resulting in a shadow; your color.
  The color of your soul; because your eyes,
  To cause your soul, at the same time,
  Changes in the Sun put it into the red gold.
  And you only left a pale and supple,
  There you use your eyes caused by gold
  That's my peace, my confidence, my sun;
  My life!
  Wangyangleyi
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  Sunday
  To you, my oath; to you,
  My heart, in order to discuss your love;
  Now in the spring,
  Full Huaxiangniaoyu!
  Spread clouds in the sky
  Guanghua brilliant noise,
  Murano while the well-being atmosphere.
  A burst of joy rising.
  To you, my oath; to you,
  My heart, in order to love you ... ...
  Lonely on the road,
  Into a rich festival of the sea,
  Pine forest idyll of waves,
  The essence of citrus white.
  ... ... Is now in the spring,
  Full of flowers!
  Foam-like your beautiful life
  Gave me the pain of the soul it,
  See you wave that rose
  Is dragged away the fog of black residue.
  To you, my oath; to you,
  My heart, in order to please you like;
  Now in the spring,
  Full of flowers!
  Wangyangleyi
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  Opened the night
  A black one, the night is left -
  The body was covered with sorrow, filled with fear, mystery,
  Faced with the collapse of all terror, cold sweat,
  It is howling, intimidating and enormous,
  Day season, a pure child,
  Looking for trust, love and laughter -
  A child, from far, far place to
  In the secret depths of the
  Meet at the beginning and end where
  Light and shadow in an unknown grass
  In a flash, play.
  1917-1923
  Anne translation
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  Autumn Overture
  I look forward to your open window, the autumn. Come
  Cool my temples,
  With stray roses
  Generous and mysterious aroma.
  As early as the time has come into possession of the shadow. All
  All end in another way.
  Love comes from the vast road delay,
  With intense pulse.
  Life is so far away. Friendly view
  Knit a lace and foam.
  The foliage in the depths of quiet over there
  Play the hymn
  Intertwined with each other varied.
  Tenderness in the restless wandering.
  Rising soil
  Active in the fresh air ... ... fall, I desire. Come
  Caress my temples.
  Wangyangleyi
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  October
  I am lying on the ground, face
  Castilla silent wilderness,
  Enveloped in luminous autumn sun_set_
  That sweet golden under.
  Ploughshares slowly into the ground and ranking,
  Cut open the fertile black soil surface;
  Simple hand open, and
  The seed down into the deep cleft of the internal organs.
  I took out my own heart,
  To all its superb and deep perception,
  Throw into the moist soil of the broad furrow;
  If you throw pieces of it, planting it, watching
  Spring is not the will to show the world
  It is the eternal love of a pure tree.
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  Let all the doors open
  Let all the doors open bar,
  Tonight, perhaps he
  To come back tonight -
  He passed away.
  All open,
  We look a lot like
  His body; see if we are not
  Part of his soul, -
  His soul has been given space,
  Great to see the infinite
  Can throw a little to us, to our
  Into us; can we
  A little dead in here, and in the other side
  Live a little on him.
  Open
  The whole house now! Like
  His body
  Appear in blue at night,
  In our blood,
  And to the stars for the flowers!
  Flying White translation
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  Crystal streams
         
  Crystal streams, quiet
  And charming; Canyon quiet,
  The two sides, beautiful scenery,
  Yang is white, green is the willow.
  ---- Canyon like a fantasy,
  There the heart beat,
  Dream still smell the wonderful music,
  Beep in the accompanied singing. ----
  Streams charming "switchgrass
  Like unawakened Snooze,
  Upside down in a calm river surface,
  Kissing and plain water.
  Sky quiet and Qinghe,
  The sky falls, the float flying,
  Mist clouds the color of silver,
  Brush get a water wave, shore tree.
  ---- Dreamed of my heart
  Riverbank beautiful, quiet valley,
  It has been flown to the quiet shallows,
  Ready to board the boat to go long-haul.
  However, just _set_ foot on the trails,
  Hold back tears of nostalgia surge "
  Jinbi do not know who the singer is singing.
  Guorong translation
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  Music
         
  A quiet night,
  Sweet music ah, you are a puddle of water.
  ----- If it is cool and pleasant evening primrose,
  Open in a vase ----- unfathomable sky full of stars.
                
  Air to escape into their cave,
  Terror back to the hut in which to live,
  Pine green leaves,
  A vigorous life is rising.
  Star children gradually retreat,
  Mountains the color of roses,
  Distance, the well next to the orchard,
  Swallow in the singing.
  Guorong translation
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  Hu 安拉蒙希梅 Ness
  He has the imagination of their own magic
  Lost in the expanse of white
  Snow, tuberose, and salt.
  Today, walking in the white
  Pigeon feathers
  Woven into the silent carpet.
  It is experiencing a dream
  No eyes, no movement.
  But the heart is in fibrillation.
  He has the magic of imagination
  Stay in the expanse of white on
  It was such a pure long trauma!
  In the expanse of white on.
  Snow, tuberose, salt.
  赵振江 translation
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  Conch
  - To Nada Li Da, Nozomi Naisbitt
  They brought me a conch.
  It is where in Acura
  A chart.
  My heart children
  Swell of the waves,
  Dark like a shadow, bright as silver,
  Little fish swim a lot.
  They brought me a conch.
  Dai translation
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  Landscape
  - Gift Li Da, Gong check, babe, and Jiamanxijia
  Vast night,
  Put freezing cold.
  Hazy behind the glass,
  See all children
  A golden tree
  Into a number of swallows.
  Has been lying down at night
  Along the first Riverside,
  Inevitable under the chattering,
  An Apple Xiuyan.
  Dai translation
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  I do not know ...
   
  I do not know how
  Order from today's shore
  Leap and jump to tomorrow's shore.
  Folder with a rolling river
  Time this afternoon
  That hope has been the flow of the ocean.
  I faced the East, West,
  I looked to the north and south ... ...
  I saw that golden reality
  Yesterday wrapped around my heart,
  At the moment the whole sky like a
  Falling apart, nothing confused.
  ... I do not know how
  Order from today's shore
  Leap and jump to tomorrow's shore.
  Lin Wood translation
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