汉诗英译《山的声音》

我以为山是沉默的象征，

在远处

群山屹立，

像无声的波涛，

像冻云一样静静。

纯朴的山，

朝着天宇

张着憨厚的嘴唇。

山啦，

你也给了我们葱茏的树林，

养育了鸣禽百种琴韵。

山啦，

你也曾怀抱冰雪而期待，

春日涌泪泉晶莹，

推动了水磨，

推动了时间的齿轮，

招呼着大海的潮音。

山啦，

当人们踏破铁鞋

访遍青山，

你哪怕掏肝挖心

捧出了煤铁镭汞金银……

于是我们听到金属颤抖的声音……

山是沉默的吗？

对群山倾心呼喊吧，

有一呼百应隆隆的回声。

呵，你可见过火山爆发的时辰？

岩石的熔浆箭火般的飞迸，

火舌舐红天上的浓云，

动地而来的

是金戈铁马的轰轰雷鸣……

Voices of the Mountains

Zou Difan

To me a mountain seems to stand for silence;

ranges rear up like great waves in the distance

yet remain quiet as cold clouds;

ordinary barren summits open hungry lips heavenward.

Mountains grow forests

where the songs of birds are born;

they who embrace ice and snow,

let their tears fall in gurgling streams,

turning water wheels,

as if propelling time forward.

Mountains, when prospectors dig into your green slopes,

you, in the spirit of self-sacrifice, give up your wealth of

gold and silver, coal and iron to them,

so that we can hear the clinking of metals.

Is the mountain really silent?

Shout as it and you will hear the boom of its echoed reply!

Have you ever seen a mountain erupt,

lava shooting high, scorching the clouds with stabbing fire?

Rocking the earth with an awesome rumble.

（Rewi Alley 译）