July
炽热午后
遇到这样一首
沉郁且微凉的诗
Tonight I can write
来自
Pablo Neruda
能够静静颂读的有几人呢

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. 

Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.' 

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. 

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. 
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. 

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. 

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes. 

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. 

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. 

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me. 

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. 

My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. 

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same. 

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. 

Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes. 

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long. 

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. 

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

        整首诗虽然沉郁但是却有微微的凉意，独自配着这首歌颂读着，很舒服，虽然会有点揪心。诗人诉说着对曾经爱人的记忆，那些经过时间和思念处理的记忆如蕾丝般柔软，诗人说“I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.”这样矛盾的话语，相信我们都懂吧。“ Love is so short, forgetting is so long. ”诗人懂得，我们也懂得。诗的结尾，诗人绝绝的说“this be the last pain that she makes me suffer ，and these the last verses that I write for her.”但哀伤的调子却正是在这时达到了最高潮。不管诗人有没有做到，写下这样的句子后，他一定是释然的。因为我就是这样的感觉，当我读完后。谢谢这首诗，和Pablo。I like it when my life is full of poems