[全站置顶]苏菲诗歌翻译收费标准和合作模式实施草案~苏菲Sophy Chen[10-05](107)

[广东] 东荡子《芦笛》（苏菲英译）Reed Flute by Dong Dangzi[11-19](569)

 [广东] 东荡子《芦笛》Reed Flute by Dong Dangzi（苏菲诗歌英译）
 

 
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 [广东] 东荡子

                 芦 笛

我用一种声音，造出了她的形象
在东荡洲，人人都有这个本领
用一种声音，造出他所爱的人
这里芦苇茂密，柳絮飞扬
人人都会削制芦笛，人人都会吹奏
人人的手指，都要留下几道刀伤

2009-03-31 九雨楼



[Guangdong] DongDangzi

                              Reed Flute
 

I created her image by a kind of sound;
In Dong Dangzhou, everyone has this capability
To create their lovers by the kind of sound;
With catkins flying, in dense reeds
Everyone can chip the reed flute, and play with it;
On their fingers, a few cuts must be left.

2009-03-31  JIU YULOU

Translated by Sophy Chen 2013-06-02 Revised in 2014-11-19  

[中国]老巢《我像是遇见了另一个自己》（苏菲英译）[11-01](526)

 
《我像是遇见了另一个自己》

              老巢
 

深夜
灯光忽明忽暗的街上
一中年男子
从穿着上看，和我一样
活在底层。他埋头走路没看见我
他边走边说着什么
声音很小只有他自己听见
他说着，不时露出笑容
 

我知道他的话
不是说给爱情就是说给梦想
 

2013-09-26

It seems that I’ve met another myself

              Lao Chao
 

In the deep night
Lights flickering in the street
A middle-aged man
Judging from his clothes, as I look at me
He lives at the bottom of society. Walking, he does not see me
He said something while he walked
His voice is so low, which only he can hear
As he said, he had a smile from time to time
 

I know what he said
That is not to say to love, or say to dream

2013-09-26

Translated by Sophy Chen
 

 

老巢诗集《春天的梦简称春梦》：

  

【老巢】简介：



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[中国]吴投文《自画像》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 68期[10-29](512)

[中国]吴投文《自画像》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 68期

《自画像》


已经是夜晚了
黑暗成了我内心的一部分
酒杯划出了一道弧线
虚构了你的真实

一场雪就纷纷扬扬的下了
我只是感觉到了，却没有经历
多少年的秘密终于解冻了
你露出了雪白的牙齿
而我，感到了牙齿的疼痛

我不能再沉默了
开始了审判
你却窥视了我的一切
宣读了判决书


[China]Touwen Wu

Self-portrait


Now it is at night
And my heart is filled with the darkness
The wine cup drawn an arc
Which fictions my reality

A snow is drifting profusely and disorderly
I just feel it, but have no experience about it
The secret for many years is finally revealed
That you show your white teeth
Well, I feel the pain of my teeth

I can't keep silence any more
So start the trial
But you have peeped at my all
And read out the verdict


Chinese to English translated by Sophy Chen 2012-9-10 in Beijing China 
 

[重庆]普冬《睡莲》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 68期[10-29](805)

[重庆]普冬《睡莲》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 68期
 

[重庆]普冬

                     睡莲

                             你说，画画就是小鸟在啁啾。那么家呢
                                                                                ——致莫奈

那午后突然你醒来，兄弟
      你突然醒来。你温情的手
牵百灵的婉啭
      停在眉心

你棕色胡须便成了塞纳河
      茂密草丛，的幽荫。

太阳直泻下来，
       橙汁与红莓花
顿开如飞溅的雨点。

你说，世界不过是
太阳
   雨滴
       沙砾，
           披泥土的火
                  在鸟背上飞!

你的酒具倒出紫鸢花，
       你后边的微风掠过
仿佛持伞少女持浪花飞吻地中海
       你是火，
       你手执狂歌的火焰。

你的世界，
除了光束一无所有!
       你眼睛在夜空里独自发光
静静地，
你眼睛里你的花朵次第绽放
       静静地，你眼睛里你的花朵唱成

云雀。夜幕降临，
      她们便结成夜莺的电闪
此刻，你
乘一片微弱的月色
       把哈佛港的清晨、阿尔卑斯雪
收拾成一队扛风荷的水兵，
       而你的花园是地中海的心!

那里必将卧着一朵睡莲，
偌大的，
       一朵睡莲。
你红肥绿瘦的家便搭在偌大的
印象之中。
       那么些小鸟
              暖暖地，如太阳雨敲打屋脊。

你温情的手，兄弟你温情的手
便把欧罗巴，
       便把这世界旋成圆舞曲。蓝色海

你的睡莲。
       那么些小鸟，
       那么些小鸟，兄弟你的。睡莲
2006.10.11




(Chongqing) PuDong
                            Water Lily

            You said that painting is the birds chirping, well what about your home
                                                                                                                         -----To Monet

In the afternoon, you woke suddenly, and my brother,
           you suddenly woke up. Your warm hands
woke a group of larks chirping
              in your eyebrows.

Your brown beard, on the bank of the Seine,
    became the dark shade of the dense grasses.

The sun sprinkling straight down, its rays like
the orange juice and red plum flowers
are suddenly blossoming as the rain splashing out

You said that the world is
the sun
        the rain
            the gravel;
                the fire the soil billet made
                     flying on the back of the birds!

In your wineglass, your wine swinging as the blooming purple Iris,
       in a breeze as if
a maiden on waves with an umbrella is giving a flying kiss to the Mediterranean;           
You are fire;
           You are holding the flame of the poet.

Your world
is nothing besides a sunbeam!
         Your eyes are shining alone in the night sky
quietly;
The flowers are blooming sequentially, in your eyes;
         Quietly, in your eyes the flowers are singing

as a group of larks; At nightfall,
          they paired with a group of nightingales in lighting;
At the moment, you
in the faint moonlight,
in the dawn of Harvard Port and the snow of Ai Biscay Mountains
look like a pair of sailors with the green lily leaves in their hands,
           well, your home is located in the heart of Mediterranean.
           
      Surely, there is a water lily,
a huge
      water lily.
With red flowers and green leaves, your home is
in human’s impression.
      Those birds are
          warmly, beating their wings as the Sun Rain beating on the top of house.

Your warm hands, my brother, your warm hands
spins the Europa
             and the world into a waltz. The blue sea,

your water lily,
         those birds,
         those birds, my brother, and your water lily.

                                       2006.10.11

(Translated by Sophy Chen) 2012-06-10

[湖南]黄曙辉 《那夜晚的静水终会上涨》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 71期 [10-22](634)

[湖南]黄曙辉《那夜晚的静水终会上涨》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 71期

[湖南]黄曙辉
     《那夜晚的静水终会上涨》

梅山没有梅花，梅花开在梦中
梅山有水，泉水藏于草木，自岩隙流出
猛虎在深林啸叫
豹子在月下奔突
夜鸟扑啦啦抖动翅膀
黑色的颤栗，跃出毛孔
你我从蛇一样左行右突的山路上走过
去月亮上摘取梅花
八月，桂花的香盖过了尘世的暗
大雪在月光里纷纷落下
我们陈仓暗度，劫持桂花
将它们全部的芳香夺藏于魂魄
留待腊月，赠予梅花
在梅山，我当一次强盗，你做一回压寨夫人
让夜晚的静水在月光里涨潮
你我不妨跳入泉水中沐浴
洗掉污垢，洗尽杂念，洗去烦忧
如果可能，大胆一些吧
你骑虎，我骑豹
让夜鸟环水绕行
为我们收集情报


[Hunan] Huang Shuhui
At That Night the Quiet Water Would Eventually Rise

There is no plum blossom on Meishan, which blooms in the dream
There is water, spring water hiding in grass and trees, which flows from the crack of stones  
The tiger is howling in the deep forest
The leopard is running in the moonlight
La- la- la, the night birds are fluttering their wings
The black thriller leap from the pores
You and I, going through a mountain road as a snake wandering right-left
Go to the moon to gather the plum blossom
In August, the sweet osmanthus overshadow the dark earth
Heavy snow is falling in the moonlight
But we don’t gather the plum blossom, we hijack the osmanthus
To hide all their incense to our souls
We store it gift to the plum blossom on the twelfth lunar month
In Meishan, I do once only as a robber king and you do my wife as the first lady
Let the quite water at night rise in the moonlight
Having a bath, you and I might jump into the spring
To wash the dirt, wash the distracting thoughts and wash away the worries
If it is possible, let’s bold a bit
You ride the tiger, I ride the leopard
Let the night birds flying the water around
To collect intelligence for us


Translated by Sophy Chen in 2013-6-27 and Revised by her in 2014-10-22

 

[中国]伊沙 《望澳门》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 69期[10-21](443)

[中国]伊沙 《望澳门》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 69期

[中国]伊沙
                   《望澳门》

 
我不知道
这个旅游项目
竟然还在
在珠海海面的游艇上
望澳门
 
13年前我就望过
望过那片当时
还属于葡萄牙的土地
也许是望了一眼之故
12年它向我招手
一封澳门国际诗歌节的邀请函
是我平生所收到的
第一个境外邀请
等我屡遭刁难
不厌其烦
办妥所有手续
只欠出境登机
有关部门下达通知
不能去……
也是在12年前
它被收了回来
 
而此时此刻
在这个春风拂面的冬夜里
我还是只能在黑暗的海上
在夜行船的甲板上望一望澳门
在祖国的领海
望祖国的领土
真是一种中国特有的高峰体验
仿佛乡愁是全体国民的必修课
仿佛自虐的本性
2011

此诗刊载于 混语版《世界诗人》季刊 总第 69期 2013年2月

[CHINA] YISHA
             Watch Macao

I don’t know
That the tourism project
Is still being
Travelers in the yacht on the sea of Zhuhai
Watch Macao

13 years ago, I had watched it
I had watched that piece of land
That still belonged to Portugal
Maybe I had done it once
So it had been waving to me in 12 years
I received
An invitation of The Macao International Poetry Festival
Which is my first overseas’ invitation in my life
Having been deliberately put obstacles in my way
I completed all my formalities in many difficulties
Only before I would be checked in at the airport
The relevant department issued a notice
Can’t go…
It was also 12 years ago
It was received back

However, at this moment
At the night with spring wind touching my face
I am only on the dark sea
On the ship’s deck watching Macao  
On the territorial waters of my motherland
Watching the territory of my motherland
It is a kind of the unique Chinese peak experience
As if the nostalgia is all Chinese people’s compulsory course
As if there is a masochistic nature of them


                                  2011

Selected in Volume No.69 in Total, February 8, 2013, THE WORLD POETS QUARTERLY

Translated by Sophy Chen 2012-12-17, and Revised by Sophy Chen in 2014-08-31

 

[中国]唐诗《那只鸟一定是我的爱人》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 71期 [10-20](677)

[中国]唐诗《那只鸟一定是我的爱人》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 71期
 

[中国]唐诗

        《那只鸟一定是我的爱人》

那只鸟起飞时，就朝着我的住址
它浑身雪白，仿佛在玉中
诞生。它飞得不快不慢，悠然从容
脸上全是天空的表情
它从不在飞行中尖叫长鸣，从不夸张，炫耀
小小的红爪上，提着的故事
也波澜不惊。它穿过白云，像送信的人
来了。它随着雨水，偶尔
滴下几滴相思的苦泪。它见过
高山积雪，大河结冰
它也见过一路的海棠花开败了
无数的人。它还见过
什么叫沧海桑田，什么叫坚贞不渝
它飞过了自己的眼睛
但从不飞过自己的口唇。它飞过了羽毛
但从不飞过内心。即使
电闪雷吼，也阻挡不了它的行程
即使翅膀老了，也不影响
它的满腔激情。就像它瞭望我时
海水便凝成了晶体
就像它呼唤我时，崇山峻岭
刹那间便消失得无踪
无影。我站在家门前的桃树下迎接它
我坚信：那只鸟一定是我的爱人

                                 2010年7月初稿
                                 2012年5月定稿


（此诗入选纯英文版《世界诗歌年鉴2013》）



[China] Tangshi

           The Bird Must Be My Lover


As the bird flew, she flew towards the place I’d lived
with her snowy white feather, as if she was born
in white jade. She flew leisurely at the speed, not fast, not slow
on her face with the sky’s expression.  
On her way, she had never screamed, never exaggerated and never flaunted
in her tiny red claws, the story holding
was common. She flew through clouds as a postman
was coming. Flying in the rain occasionally
she shed a flew drops of bitter lovesick tears. She had met
the heavy snow on high mountains, the ice covered on the wide rivers
also met along her way the begonia flowers defeated  
countless people. She also experienced
what gloom is , and what steadfastness is.
She flew over her eyes
but never flew over her beaks; she flew over her feather
but never flew over her heart. Even if
there were lightning and thundering ,they would not stop her journey;
even if her wings were old, they also did not affect
her great passion.
When she kept an outlook at me
As if the seawater had cemented to the crystal;
when she called me , as if the mountains
suddenly disappeared without a trace
and shadow.
I greeted her by standing under a peach tree in front of my house
I firmly believe: the bird must be my lover


                                                              The first draft, July 2010
                                                              The final draft, May 2012

（It Is Published in WORLD POETRY YEARBOOK 2013 (English Version)）

(Translated by Sophy Chen 2013-06-08 and Revised 2014-10-20)

 

[广东]温远辉《天上的湖》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 73期[10-17](2861)

[广东]温远辉《天上的湖》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 73期

  [广东] 温远辉

                《天上的湖》

一定是上天悲悯大地
垂落泪水，才有了这样的湖
这湖，水那么咸
比人间所有的泪水都咸
水那么青，是和青天
完全一样的颜色

这是最慈悲的湖呵。因为天慈悲
所以离天最近
云朵的手可以抚摸她
像抚摸孩子
波浪像绸缎一般柔曲
像给孩子梳头，让发髻鼓起
发丝四处流泻绵延
经幡被风吹动。多么宁静呵
低到尘土里的匍匐的颂祷声呵
一定能够传到天上

叩一生的长头来见你，从人间的低处
来到高原极地见你。浩瀚的西海
天上的湖。你这大地的圣杯呵
盛满了这么青这么深的慈悲
来到你身边，只轻轻闭一下眼睛
痛苦空了，尘埃也空了

心呵，清澈了盛满了空灵了
只是一滴泪，澄净而慈悲
只是一个湖，把所有人的心灵
提升到了青天

青海湖，天上的湖
谁也带不走你呵
无法把你从天上带走，也带不走呵
你的青你的净
带不走你的金黄色花环
只能呵，带走你的慈悲
一滴泪的慈悲，浩瀚的慈悲
上天的慈悲


  [Guangdong] Wen Yuanhui

           The Lake of Heaven

On earth it must be God who takes pity
To make such a lake with drawn tears
In the lake, its water is so salty
On earth than all the tears
The water is such blue as the sky
Exactly the same colors  

This is the most merciful lake oh. The sky shows mercy
So it is the closet to the sky
Clouds can touch her by hands
As touching a child
Its waves is soft as a piece of silks and satins
As doing up a child’s hair, let the bud mustered  
Hair pouring and stretching around
Prayer flag is blowing in the wind. How quiet oh
Low to the dust of the creeping sound of prayer oh
To the sky it will be able to spread

I kowtow in my whole life to see you, from the lower earth
To polar plateau I came to see you. The West Sea’s vastness,  
The lake of heaven. Oh you’re the Holy Grail of the earth
Filled with such a green deep mercy  
I come to you, just gently close my eyes
My pain is empty, the dust is also empty

Oh heart, is full of clear emptiness
Just a drop of tear is clear in mercy
Just a lake, rises everyone's mind
Up to the blue sky

The Qinghai Lake, the Lake of heaven
Nobody can take you away, oh
Can take you away from the sky, also can take oh
Away your net your green
Take away your golden garland
But only oh, someone can take away your mercy
A drop of tear’s mercy, vast mercy
God’s mercy

            (Translated by Sophy Chen)

 

[中国]杨克 《在白云之上》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 73期[10-13](607)

[中国]杨克
《在白云之上》


在白云之上
透过飞机的舷窗
我看见不太远的远处
左上方
另一架飞机在飞翔

许久许久
它仿佛一动不动
像一枚别针
银白的机体
被太阳照得闪闪发亮

移动是看不见的                   
我知道它在高速行进
它走我也走                       
像一对孖生兄弟

几朵吐烟圈的云
闲庭信步
比翼双飞的大鸟
扶摇直上九万里的老庄
也想象不了这景象

突然  是谁改变了航道
天空这纯蓝色的电脑桌面
被谁轻轻点击鼠标
把另一只飞鸟删除



[China] Yangke
Above the Clouds


Above the clouds
Through the plane's port
I saw not so far away in the distance
The upper left
Another aircraft was in flight

In a very long time
It seemed motionless
Like a pin
Its silver body
Shining lit by the sun

Its move was invisible
I knew it was traveling at high speed
I had to go with it
Like a pair of twin brothers

Several clouds blew smoke rings
Idle strolling
Connubial big birds
Laozhuang of Taoist flied up ninety thousand miles
Also could not imagine this scene

Suddenly who changed their course
The pure blue desktop, the skies
Whose mouse gently clicks
To delete one of the birds


Translated by Sophy Chen   2013-12-25

混语版《世界诗人》季刊 73期

[中国]阿尔丁夫翼人《骆驼泉》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 70期[10-04](210)

[中国]阿尔丁夫翼人

《骆驼泉》

在巍巍的乌土斯山下，
有一汪清澈的涟漪，
儿时，我搂着祖母的脖子，
问她：“这泉水流向哪里?”

她给我讲起了遥远的往事：
来自撒马尔罕的尕勒莽兄弟……   
我听着、听着，朦胧入睡，
梦中，笑出了一丝甜蜜……

今天，我终于回到驼泉旁，
眼前展现一片神奇的土地，
这里有耕耘，也有收获，
这里有阳光，也有风雨。

我在那古老的石驼峰间，
找到了家乡的小溪。
早年失落的童稚的梦，
又闪现在驼泉的清波里。


[China] ALDINGFU YIREN
       The Camel Spring

At the foot of the lofty Wutusi mountain,
There is a clear ripple.
Hugging my grandma’s neck, in my childhood,
“Where does the spring flow to?” I asked.

She told me a tale about a distant past:
The two brothers of Karamanids from Samarkand…
I Listened, and listened, into a hazy sleep to be fallen
With a hint of sweetness, in my Dream I smiled …

Today, to the camel spring I finally returned.
In my eyes, a magical land
There is the hard planting, harvest
The sun shine and also the storm.

In the ancient stone camel hunchback,
I found my hometown’s brook.
Also my early lost childish dreams
On the clear water of the camel spring flashes.

[山东]王德席：《活着，因为爱》（苏菲英译）混语版《世界诗人》季刊 68期[09-03](152)

活着，因为爱

感恩在播种的地方，唯你懂得
一份深情，集万般爱于一身的快乐
就用你脚下的五花土
和着回忆的一颗蓝星
双手捏出心中的另一个自己
你可知那翩翩飞来的几只蜜蜂
和蝴蝶，为何轻轻落在我的肩上
那是我们的一颗心，拈花醒来
活着，我忘记了自己是个泥人



【Shandong】Dexi Wang

To Live For Love

Thanksgiving, in seeding fields, only you understand a true love,
A happiness with your deep love
By the earth at my feet,
With a memory star
I make another myself by my won hands in my heart
Do you know why several flying bees and butterflies
Stop lightly on my shoulder
That is a heart of ours, waking up for collecting pollen
To live, I have forgotten I am a clay figure


Translated by Sophy Chen 10:41 2012-9-3 Beijing China