旅人, 你來自何方?

我從未見到你來時的蹤影

像個夢似地

我攀沿著木麻繩來到你之上

大地之海已被一片春潮襲捲淹沒

你那綠色之帆

在神奇的輕風中噗噗地膊動着

就這麽地與我們相伴為伍


有誰知曉哪兒是你的家?

有誰知曉要到哪兒去尋你?

有誰知曉通往你故鄉的那條路在哪兒?

那條超越至高靈性旋律之上的路在哪兒?

我的靈魂是多麽地嚮往那無從界定的夢土啊!

來自你花環的陣陣香氣撲來

令我心魂多麽痴亂著迷呵!

The Mysterious Visitor

Which way did you come, traveller? I never saw you coming. I came upon you like a dream on the fringe of the wood. Springtide has swamped the ocean of the land, and you are up here in our midst with your green sails fluttering in the magic breeze.

Who knows where you have your abode. Who knows where to look for you. Who knows where, beyond what ethereal strains of melody lies the track leading to your homeland. Oh, how my soul yearns for that elusive dreamland! The stream of fragrance from your garland breathes enchantment into my soul.


譯自 Bangkok, 2009.4.25
ps. Am on the way back to Taiwan…hope there’s enough enchantment to breathe though…:)