柏樺-《生活》

生活，你多么寬廣，像道路

帶著政權的氣味趕往遠方

遠方，各族人民在歌唱

大嘴唇、尖聲音，加上藍天和廣場

廣場呀，生長著漫長而頹唐的農業(yè)

饕餮或饑餓在四季里彷徨

一切皆遙遠，一切皆無關

熱情的自身，死的自身，生活的自身

像一個小孤兒子獨坐大地

像缺乏營養(yǎng)的云，像啊……

像生活，干脆就剝竹、毀稻、殺豬

像生活，干脆就在睡眠中，睡夢中清帳

Life

BaiHua

Life,you’re so broad, like a road

carryingthe smell of political power rushing on to a place far-off

Thefar-off place, where the people of all nationalities sing

abouta blue sky and a square on the top of big lips and high-pitched voices

Thesquare, where endless and dejected farmers are reared

overthe four seasons, voracity or starvation loiter

Everythingis far off, nothing is of any importance

lifeitself, death itself, enthusiasm of itself

Likea little orphaned son sitting alone on the earth

likean undernourished cloud, like oh…

Likelife, just stripping bamboo, destroying rice, killing pigs

likeliving, only in your sleep, squaring accounts in your sleep

（Michael M. Day 譯）