法国 阿拉贡 Louis Aragon  法国   (1897~1982)
One poem at a time

Louis Aragon
  Moment even further
  Even
  Another moment
  Death will come
  Suddenly a naked hand
  Stretching from
  Hold my hand
  And this hand
  Returned to the sun and moon times
  They have lost the color
  Returned to the human world that
  Boundless summer
  It should be true
  I tremble
  Never know
  Why is anger
  This arms
  Enough for my date of birth
  Make a soft necklace
  But is a trembling Meng
  This sink hole in the action
  Tenderly caressing me
  Dignified atmosphere
  Light like a lame dew
  Snuggle on my shoulder
  Like the first brow brow
  Faint night
  A pair of eyes Shuoshuo
  Everything in the universe
  Have looked like
  A golden wheat field
  The garden was lovely
  Suddenly on the lawn
  Grown verbena
  My heart turn cold
  Drinking recycled fragrance
  It is the gentle fragrance of shadows
  (Xu known free translation)
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  Elsa in front of the mirror
  We are at the climax moment of the tragedy
  Day long she sat before the mirror wall
  Combing her golden hair I thought I saw
  Hand to calm her with a stoic war
  We are at the climax moment of the tragedy
  Day long she sat in the mirror
  Combing her golden hair I might say
  We are at the climax moment of the tragedy
  Disagree on the tunes she played the harp
  She sat a long day full before the mirror
  Combing her golden hair I might say
  She sat a long day full before the mirror
  She willfully suffering the memory of their own
  Is there war in that element to make the flowers
  And another woman said she would not say
  She willfully suffering the memory of their own
  We are at the climax moment of the tragedy
  The world as ugly as the mirror
  Comb with sparkling points of flame thread
  That flame illuminated the abyss of my memory
  We are at the climax moment of the tragedy
  Situated in the middle of the week as Thursday
  The long day she fell into my thoughts
  Gaze beyond the mirror in her
  We fall one by one actor of tragedy
  Those who cursed the essence of the world
  You know I do not speak their name
  There are golden hair flame night
  What does it mean to sit down when she
  Silent sort of war of the back light
  (Xu known free translation)
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  40 years of Richard II
  My country, like a leaf boat
  Was abandoned in trouble but the trackers
  I like the princes who
  More distress than the distress itself
  He is now the country of monarchs of sorrow
  Become a mind reader now living
  How can dry the tears of autumn color
  I love all want me to hate
  I received the loss for them
  I'm sad now the country of Dragon
  You can stop the heart beat
  Blood flow can cool the heat
  Two plus two equals four is no longer
  Rogue groups of playing "flying W"
  I'm sad now the country of Dragon
  Despite the complex sun rising dead
  Color of the sky is lost,
  Paris when I was young passionate
  Do not dock he could feel the spring flowers
  I'm sad now the country of Dragon
  To avoid the spring to avoid the forest
  Rowdy birds Sign silence
  Your song has been banned
  Fowler who won the master of life and death to the
  I'm sad now the country of Dragon
  This is an era of suffering
  When Joan came to Wo Kule
  Day also was so pale
  Oh, the French begins to cut pieces
  I'm sad now the country of Dragon
  (White fly translation)
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  Elsa's eyes
  Your eyes are so deep, to weep when I bow pants
  I see the sun in which all Nongying
  Soon all gone down to join them
  Suddenly your eyes so deep that I lost memory
  Is passing a stormy sea birds
  Lian Yan Ching light, your eyes abruptly changing
  The summer crop for the clouds to make clothes Angels
  Never before has the sky so blue on the waves of grain
  What is the wind blowing endless blue sky of sorrow
  Crystal tears your eyes brighter than it
  Your eyes even felt jealous skies after the rain
  That one cracked glass was the blue-most blue-prints
  Ah mother suffering heavy fog wet streamer
  Seven sword has pierced the color prism
  Tears in the more tragically revealed bright
  Emerged in the black because of hidden grief and more blue iris
  Suffering in your eyes open the double eyelashes
  From which the miracle of the birth of the ancient kings
  When they can not help but see the beating heart beating
  Maria's clothes were hanging in the manger
  Enough for a mouth of May
  Sing all the songs, give all sigh
  Sheng sky no less than millions of stars too small
  They need your eyes and their Gemini
  Children intoxicated by the magnificent scenery
  Their eyes narrowed slightly
  When you open your eyes I do not know if you lie
  Like a shower of fragrant wild flowers reminder how much open
  They are not hidden in the lavender in the flash
  Insects among the grass disrupt their hot love
  I have been gripped by the flame of the meteor
  Like a sailor drowned at sea in August
  I extracted from the bituminous mines of the radium
  I was this ban that burns the fingers
  Ah wilderness and now they have regained paradise lost
  Your eyes are my Peru My Gore Gunder my Indian
  Chance of a sunny day in the evening, broke the universe
  Thieves burned in those rocks
  I ah, I saw the sea suddenly Yi Liang
  Elsa Elsa's eyes eyes eyes Elsa
  Xuzhimianyi
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  The woman did not know the spring
  In the market, I met a pair of eyes on the corner
  Gazing at the dreams that what is strange
  Ah burst forth after the rain beating heart of Paris
  Under such a wet she felt happy
  How many flowers spring creek middle
  No more passing a little color
  I never saw that ondan_set_ron in Long Beach
  Palm goddess Po CDs and sidewalk
  Indifferent evening and Jingle vehicles
  The veil of night and countless thrilling adventures
  People walk a few steps toward Trinity Church
  This moment of hesitation people have departed
  At St. - La Salle uproar among the railway station
  Why is this double encounter in the eyes will shed tears it
  Ah you do not sing in Paris in Paris
  Ce Guotou stagger to your feet
  Now is the point of gas lamps and the time to act rashly
  The middle of the street the park is full of whispering love words
  Now is the time to point the gas light you have not a bit
  You have not already Paris was silent a little while
  Xuzhimianyi
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  Free Zone
  Forget the sorrow when the time is now hidden
  Weak a broken heart Tiaodang
  The Chi-white-red ash coal
  I like summer sipping mead
  I entered the dream in August
  Rose Manor in the Correze
  Who is this that suddenly
  Heavy sobbing in the garden
  Blame softly in the breeze
  Do not wake me up ah rush
  Wonderful song this moment as long as
  Severance will be open to the despair
  Suddenly I seem to hear
  Confusion among wheat
  Noisy sound of various weapons
  Made me feel deeply sad
  Whether pink, or rosemary
  Have failed to keep the tears Fang Xin
  I do not know how can I lose
  My dark secrets of pain
  Fragmentation of the shadows turn
  I seek endless
  When dawn appeared in September
  I love me in your arms
  Who sang out in a low voice
  A French old song
  I finally got to see through the pain
  Sentences like the song again and again the feet of bare red
  Disrupted the quiet of the green wave
  Rollo Translation
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  Twenty years later
  Time as the ox cart, put the reddish brown of the slow cattle,
  Restore the dull season is late autumn trip ... ....
  Leakage of a few golden foliage and blue hole
  October as the battery, Dousuo for a while, fell into a deep dream.
  We like the cowardly monarch, living in Jialuo Lin Dynasty
  Dream of lazy, take the pace of co cows.
  We barely know, the battlefield at the end of dead people
  What Heavenly Stems before dawn, dusk fully aware unclear.
  We are helpless in the middle of the empty house,
  No chains and white, no grievances and opinions;
  Like the ghost appears in the noon, wandering soul became visible during the day;
  Romance of life, leaving a ghost.
  Twenty years passed, we can and an old tune,
  Also picked up a clean soon forget the old habits.
  Thousands of special drawing are in prison, action, and then, as
  This is for them, as if no Buguantongyang.
  Rigid, bureaucratic era came again;
  Finally put down the proud man; Luo Mansi tunes
  Old in the lips filled, nothing more than an idiot TUNE,
  Full loss of radio, he has heard countless times.
  Two decades, it is almost just a child's age;
  Twenty years ago, seeing the little baby, innocent,
  Big Brother Ibid group with us today, the front line
  Big Brother feel deeply the hearts of untold tragic.
  "Twenty years later", this title is ironic to us,
  It is written all of our lives. With the words
  Dumas laughing! Your dreams and love of the figure,
  All through these four characters, beyond the normal way.
  Only one person, she was very gentle, but also the most beautiful,
  October she and her rich red, like, super at all;
  She was alone in anxiously. And my love is hope,
  I hope her letter, day after day, the day is really long!
  My wife, just over half of you in this life;
  Too little over the years, but it is happy;
  In those happy days, we bring our years,
  General said: "They were both." Happy days are not so generous!
  I'm still a bad boy then, and you have no loss;
  Even if I die, as far as signs,
  More like write a letter on the Atlantic beach,
  This shadow, this emptiness, you have not seen.
  Changes in a person, like Magic and clouds in the sky.
  You use your hand, gently stroked my face,
  Touch my forehead, brushed aside the amount of the gloom;
  Where my gray hair, your hand gently while stopped.
  Ah, my love, my love, in this drear twilight years,
  For me, the only exist at this time, only you.
  At this point, my poetry, my life, my happiness,
  My voice, all of a sudden, all the mess of the trail
  Because, I want you back again I love you,
  But you do not, this sentence but I am more Guqi.
  Translated by Luo Dagang
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  War poems VII (_select_ four)
  I am writing in this place, where people are around
  Garbage, thirst, and hunger ... silence ...
  Aragon: Wax Museum
  A
  A boat in your eyes
  Under control of the wind
  Is that your eyes
  In an instant re-found land
  Patiently waiting for us in your eyes
  The following trees in the forest
  In the rain in the storm
  The snow in the peaks
  In the eyes of the children and games room
  Patiently waiting for us in your eyes
  They are a Valley
  More than a separate tender grass stems
  The weight given to their sun
  The poor harvest of human
  Waiting for us to see our
  Permanently
  Because we bring love
  Young love
  Reason and love
  The wisdom of love
  And immortal.
  II
  Our biggest battle over who has more
  Days of the eyes
  Our eyes over time
  Zhucheng and various rural
  Burning in a cool valley
  Liquid and strong sun
  Flaunt in the grass
  Spring peach flesh
  Night closed its wings
  Above Paris in despair
  We support the night lights
  Of freedom as a prisoner support
  C
  Gentle and flowing fountain naked
  Night blooming everywhere
  That we are crazy in a weak
  Combined together into the night fighting
  And that abuse our night
  One night the bed caught
  Empty but not alone
  One kind of dying a painful future.
  IV
  This is a plant
  It knocked the door to
  This is a child
  It knocked the door of its mother
  This is the rain and sun
  Together with their students and children
  And the plant grow up together
  And children with flowers
  I heard the reasoning and laugh.
  Dai Translation
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  I fall off I fall off I fall off
  I fall off I fall off I fall off
  Last fall into the tomb look
  Recalling the rugged life
  Just a short hour
  Circled the world in my mind
  If I've appeared as ordered
  An image flashed into my eyes
  If the stone fall into a well stirred waves ripple
  Wrinkled surface of the black ring of a circle
  All the past has been turned into Jifen
  Swirl like snowflakes have memory
  Sunshine and tears mixed with the hard to
  Such as rain and the dust touched the world
  Who fall into the sea of gray smoke
  Lost touched the lifeblood of their own
  Confusing their victims to their own
  I fall into the arms of this wonderful dream
  Accelerate your sink and then fast
  1956
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