秋日午后

指纹

在秋天到来的下午，我静静地躺着

一间小屋子里充满了光，我躺在光里

沿着光传来说话的声音，敲打铁器的声音，汽车引擎的声音

躺在这些声音里，我没有任何不安

在秋天到来的下午等待着，还有一种声音尚未到来

它在某一座山的背后，在一片湖泊的下面，也在一头野兽

奔跑之前的伫望里，我等待那个时刻——

一只指挥庞大乐队的手，从泛着光芒的乐谱上骤然抬起。

Autumn Afternoon

ByZhi Wen

This afternoon autumn arrives. I lie quietly

In my little room, sun drenched, I lie in the sunlight

Light conveys the sound: sound of conversations,

sound of metal, sound of car engines

Lying in these sounds I feel no anxieties

I am waiting, in this afternoon when autumn is

here, and a sound is yet to come

It will come from behind a mountain, from beneath

a lake, from the lookout of a beast

Before it dashes off, I am waiting for that moment—

A hand, conducting a grand orchestra, suddenly

raises from some shining music