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哀歌/布罗茨基 约有一年过去了。我寻回战斗发生的地方 寻回那里的鸟：它们已经学会如何打开翅膀，借轻轻 抬起的惊讶的眉眼，又或许是借一刃刀片 ——翅膀，此刻初升曙光和家国败血的双重阴影。 此刻这里喧嚷，做着你两踝间残存物的买卖，被太阳 灼烧的胸甲上的青铜即将死去的讪笑瘀伤 关于新近的后备军的谣言叛国罪的记忆 被洗过的留有那一批自此高升者印记的战旗。 人类遍地丛生。遗迹更像是一种固执的 建筑风格。来自漆黑洞穴中的人心的差异 并不那么大；并不足以让人疑惧 我们会在某个地方再次如盲目的鸡蛋一般相撞。 当太阳升起，当没有谁凝视谁的脸庞，我 时常会走去一座由熔化的冗长的噩梦 铸成的纪念碑。它的底座上写着“三军的 统帅”。却应当读作“哀伤的”，“简率的”或“归尘土的”。 2012.Jan translated by XY Elegy About a year has passed. I've returned to the place of the battle to its birds that have learned their unfolding of wings from a subtle lift of a surprised eyebrow or perhaps from a razor blade - wings, now the shade of early twilight now of state bad blood. Now the place is abuzz with trading in your ankles's remnants,bronzes of sunburnt breastplates dying laughter bruises rumors of fresh reserves memories of high treason laundered banners with imprints of the many who since have risen. All's overgrown with people. A ruin's a rather stubborn architectural style. And the hearts's distinction from a pitch-black cavern isn't that great; not great enough to fear that we may collide again like blind eggs somewhere. At sunrise ,when nobody stares at one's face I often set out on foot to a monument cast in molten lengthy bad dreams. And it says on the plinth "commander in chief." But it reads "in grief " or "in brief " or "in going under." 1985 translated by the author.

敌意 Animosity 我背着自己螺旋形的房子 I took my spiral-shaped house 畸形的姓氏和使命 Took the name and mission which were mutated 从一棵树，到另一棵树 From one tree, to another 从一堵墙，到另一堵墙的阴影。 From one wall, to the shadow of another. 我用柔软遗忘凹凸不平的过往 I used my softness to pacify the uneven past 震惊，无助地爬升 But it was shocking, who still hoplessly tried to climb up 近在咫尺的微小死亡探出洁白的手指 There was a little soul-reaper standing close, reached out her white fingers 被沉重濡湿的阳光倒在身后 While the sunlight being heavy and panting, falling on my back 变得黏稠。 Sticky as ever. 我回到将眩晕止息的房子 I went back to that house, where my vertigo was asleep 回到重新归还的起点，令时间 I returned to the start where had returned again, to the Animosity 坚硬的敌意： Which fortified the time: 身体——使命和自由的白色涡流。 My body, a white swirl of my mission and freedom. XY 08.1.22 Translated by HeClaudia, 2009.