我的唇吻过谁的唇
米蕾
我已经忘记我的唇吻过谁的唇，
甚至为了什么原因，
究竟在什么地方，
我的头枕在谁的手臂上一直到清晨；
可是今夜的雨充满了鬼魂，
敲打着窗，低声叹息，
还在等候我的回答和下文；
于是一股隐隐的痛苦在我的心中央，
搅合着，
为那些已忘却的少年，
他们再不会在午夜奔向我来，
充满了哀伤。
就像一颗孤零零的树在严寒冬日，
不知何时起小鸟们一只只再不飞降，
只知道它的枝头比以前安静寂寞，
我也说不出哪一些爱情来了又消逝；
唯一知道的就是夏日曾在我的心上，
欢唱过一阵，
现在却只剩下一片凄冷。
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed
EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
米蕾
我已经忘记我的唇吻过谁的唇，
甚至为了什么原因，
究竟在什么地方，
我的头枕在谁的手臂上一直到清晨；
可是今夜的雨充满了鬼魂，
敲打着窗，低声叹息，
还在等候我的回答和下文；
于是一股隐隐的痛苦在我的心中央，
搅合着，
为那些已忘却的少年，
他们再不会在午夜奔向我来，
充满了哀伤。
就像一颗孤零零的树在严寒冬日，
不知何时起小鸟们一只只再不飞降，
只知道它的枝头比以前安静寂寞，
我也说不出哪一些爱情来了又消逝；
唯一知道的就是夏日曾在我的心上，
欢唱过一阵，
现在却只剩下一片凄冷。
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed
EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
