中槍彈的雁 (顧城1956 - 93)

燦爛的夕陽前
飛過哀鳴的大雁
血滴著
和晚霞一起染紅了地面
矯健的翅膀不再能張開
好看的翎羽也漸漸變暗
只有眼睛還是那麼明亮
凝固的光中也許是遠去的同伴
夕陽像它破碎的心
慢慢下沉
願能帶它去天的另一邊
(1971 秋)

An Injured Goose

Across the glorious sunset sky
A goose flew passing through, crying
It's bleeding
The ground was painted red by the afterglow and its blood
The strong agile wings can no longer spread
The lovely feathers gradually turn dull
Only the eyes remain clear and bright
The frozen eye sight concealed perhaps its far-gone mates
With a broken heart as the injured goose
The sun was sinking slowly
May it the poor thing be brought
To the other side of the sky
(translated by oswald 16 May 2012)