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Day 7
第7天
The Square Root of Three
孤獨的根號三
David B. Feinberg
大衛·范伯格
I'm sure that I will always be A lonely number like root three
假如可以，把人生比作算術 我想我會，如般孤獨
The three is all that's good and right,
３這個數字，如此純良美好
Why must my three keep out of sight Beneath the vicious square root sign,
可我的３呵，卻頂著個√ˉˉ; 隅居在這個絕望的窠臼
I wish instead I were a nine
我多希望自己能是個９！
For nine could thwart this evil trick, with just some quick arithmetic
因為這層艱險，９不會害怕 只需小小×÷，就全部消化
I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
可陽光永遠照不到這兒 因為我是１．７３２……
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
從我出生的那一刻起 就有個名字叫做無理……
When hark! What is this I see, Another square root of a three
可看！是什么在我眼前閃？ 莫不是另一個？
As quietly co-waltzing by, Together now we multiply
輕盈的腳步，與你如此相稱 我們在一起，于是彼此相×……
To form a number we prefer, Rejoicing as an integer
就這樣成為一個整數 不用再對著"有理"羨慕
We break free from our mortal bonds With the wave of magic wands
仿佛有魔棒輕輕揮過 我們，從這塵世的枷鎖解脫
Our square root signs become unglued
終于粉碎這√ˉˉ;的拘禁
Your love for me has been renewed
而你我的心，從此更加靠近！
