A Song

By Joseph Brodsky

I wish you were here, dear,

I wish you were here.

I wish you sat on the sofa

and I sat near.

The handkerchief could be yours,

the tear could be mine, chin-bound.

Though it could be, of course,

the other way around.

I wish you were here, dear,

I wish you were here.

I wish we were in my car

and you'd shift the gear.

We'd find ourselves elsewhere,

on an unknown shore.

Or else we'd repair

to where we've been before.

I wish you were here, dear,

I wish you were here.

I wish I knew no astronomy

when stars appear,

when the moon skims the water

that sighs and shifts in its slumber.

I wish it were still a quarter

to dial your number.

I wish you were here, dear,

in this hemisphere,

as I sit on the porch

sipping a beer.

It's evening, the sun is setting;

boys shout and gulls are crying.

What's the point of forgetting

if it's followed by dying?

歌

金重 译

我希望你在这里，亲爱的，

我希望你在这里。

希望你坐在沙发上

就这样靠近你。

手绢可以是你的，

眼泪可以是我的，一直流下面颊。

当然，也可以

互相调换一下。

我希望你在这里，亲爱的，

我希望你在这里。

希望坐在我的车里，

由你驱车远去。

我们将在另一个地方驻足，

面对一片陌生的海浪。

或者，让我们去修复

那些以前去过的地方。

我希望你在这里，亲爱的，

我希望你在这里。

希望我根本不懂天文

当星斗呈现在天际，

当月亮在水面漂移，

叹息在辗转反侧在梦里。

我希望打个电话给你

还只需要25分的硬币。

我希望你在这里，亲爱的，

在这西半球的国度里，

当我坐在阳台上，

慢慢喝着生啤。

这已是黄昏，太阳收敛着光芒；

男孩儿们呼喊，海鸥尖叫飞翔。

如果遗忘之后是死亡，

我怎能遗忘！

来自俄罗斯的布罗茨基是1987年诺贝尔文学奖得主，这篇汉语译文发表于《世界文学》2013年第6期。这是一首怀念他的情人马丽娜的诗歌，写于美国。在几乎所有的诗歌作品里，布罗茨基的面容都是刚毅的、不屈服的。即使语言再“苍白无力”，也不会落下“一滴泪水”。然而布罗茨基却是无比深情的，一个绝不落泪的男人，却也会在思念远方爱人的时候泪流满面： “如果遗忘之后是死亡，我怎能遗忘！”