《古镇的梦》
Dream of an Old Town
小镇上有两种声音
Two sounds in the old town
一样的寂寥：
—equally melancholic
白天是算命锣，
are the daily fortune-teller's gong,
夜里是梆子。
and the nightly watchman's clappers.
敲不破别人的梦，
Not apt to disturb other's dreams,
做着梦似的
as if in a dream himself,
瞎子在街上走，
the blind fortune-teller walks the streets
一步又一步。
step by step,
他知道哪一块石头低，
knowing so well which flagstones are low,
哪一块石头高，
which high;
哪一家姑娘有多大年纪。
how old the daughters of a certain family might be…
敲沉了别人的梦，
Then making others go deeper into their dreams,
做着梦似的
he himself as if in a dream,
更夫在街上走，
the watchman goes his rounds
一步又一步。
step by step,
他知道哪一块石头低，
knowing well which flagstones are low,
哪一块石头高，
which high;
哪一家门户关得最严密。
which doors are tightly shut.
“三更了，你听哪，
Listen, it's the third watch already,
毛儿的爸爸，
Mao Er's dad!
这小子吵得人睡不成觉，
The boy cries ever in his dreams,
老在梦里哭，
stopping us from sleeping;
明天替他算算命吧？”
we must have his fortune told tomorrow.
是深夜，
Comes midnight for one,
又是清冷的下午：
a cold afternoon for the other.
敲梆的过桥，
He with clappers crosses the bridge,
敲锣的又过桥，
he with gong crosses also,
不断的是桥下流水的声音。
while beneath the water flows on, ever murmuring.
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