作品原文
林珂 《小小的古城》
一张老化了唱片
即使纹路在目光的催逼下
若明若暗地出现
还是荡不起轻松欢快的涟漪
不知何年何月
歌手隐遁了
自由自在的小音符们
也只好镶嵌着破损的石板路
整日呆望细长的天空
人们慢吞吞地行走
偶尔也在记忆中寻找一下
似曾有过的图案
因为没有叮当作响的色块
因为没有提醒
该想起来的
结果总想不起来
长长的夜晚
大都是风主宰着世界
而风已不会呜咽
门缝里有一丝光
昏黄昏黄
作品译文
A Small Ancient Town
Lin Ke
An old and worm disc
Even though the lines are faintly visible
When you strain your eyes
Is no longer able to send out cheerful melodies
Nobody knows when
The gingers made their escape
Those unrestrained and carefree notes
Had no choice but to lay themselves on the cobbled stones
Staring blankly at the narrow sky all day
Unhurriedly people saunter along the road
Searching their memory occasionally
For images that seem to have existed before
But because there are no jingling snatches of colour
And there is no one to remind them
They fail to call to mind
Those things they should have remembered
In the draggling, endless night
The world is mainly dominated by the wind
But the wind is no longer able to sob
A thread of light can be seen through the crack of a door
Is dim and yellowish.