要北岛 《回答》英文版

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Baseness is the secret knock of the base
Integrity the epitaph of the noble
Look how the gilded sky drifts full of
The inverted crooked reflections of the dead

The ice age has past,
So why are there icicles everywhere?
The Cape of Good Hope has been discovered
Why do a thousand sails contend for the Dead Sea?

I came into this world
Carrying only paper, rope, a silhouette
To speak aloud before the trial
A voice that has already been judged

I tell you, world
I—do—not—believe!
If a thousand challengers lie trampled beneath your feet
Count me as number one thousand and one.

I don't believe the sky is blue
I don't believe in thunder's echoes
I don't believe that dreams are false
I don't believe in death without retribution

If the sea is destined to breach the dykes
Let all the water of bitterness flow into my heart
If the land is destined to rise up
Let humanity choose a new summit for existence again.

A new turning point and flickering stars
Embroidered now across the unobstructed heavens
These are the pictographs of five thousand years
These are the staring eyes of future generations.

--Bei Dao

Dirtiness is the pass of dirty ones 　　 　　And sanctity, the epitaph of saints 　　 　　The gilded sky can be seen at a glance 　　 　　There float the bending shadows of decedents 　　 　　 　　 　　Passed was the ice age 　　 　　Why in the ocean icebergs still stifle as blockage? 　　 　　Discovered was the Good Hope cape 　　 　　Why in the Dead Sea canvases brim over the seascape? 　　 　　 　　 　　I came to this world 　　 　　Only with paper, rope and my shadow 　　 　　To declare the condemned word 　　 　　Before the moment of sentence show 　　 　　 　　 　　And I declare, to the world 　　 　　I, do, not, believe! 　　 　　To be a challenger, I’d rather choose 　　 　　Though before me there were one thousand who lose 　　 　　 　　 　　I do not believe sky is blue 　　 　　I do not believe thunder echoes 　　 　　I do not believe dream is untrue 　　 　　I do not believe Nemesis shuffles 　　 　　 　　 　　If the se...Dirtiness is the pass of dirty ones 　　And sanctity, the epitaph of saints 　　The gilded sky can be seen at a glance 　　There float the bending shadows of decedents 　　Passed was the ice age 　　Why in the ocean icebergs still stifle as blockage? 　　Discovered was the Good Hope cape 　　Why in the Dead Sea canvases brim over the seascape? 　　I came to this world 　　Only with paper, rope and my shadow 　　To declare the condemned word 　　Before the moment of sentence show 　　And I declare, to the world 　　I, do, not, believe! 　　To be a challenger, I’d rather choose 　　Though before me there were one thousand who lose 　　I do not believe sky is blue 　　I do not believe thunder echoes 　　I do not believe dream is untrue 　　I do not believe Nemesis shuffles 　　If the seashore is doomed to be burst 　　Let all the bitter water pour into my chest 　　If the land is doomed to be rising 　　Let the Humankind rechoose the peak of surviving 　　The stars glittering, a new turning point nears 　　To decorate the sky that nothing can cover 　　Hieroglyphs aged five thousand years 　　Are gazing eyes of people hereafter.

everything is fate all yanyun all these are not the beginning of the outcome all the search shaozongjishi are not all happy smiles are not all suffering leihen all languages are repeated all contacts are on the early all the love in the hearts all events are in the dream with all hope that all notes all beliefs are groaning with all outbreaks have a moment of tranquility all deaths have long echo