九月－海子

目击众神死亡的草原上野花一片

远在远方的风比远方更远

我的琴声呜咽 泪水全无

我把这远方的远归还草原

一个叫木头 一个叫马尾

我的琴声呜咽 泪水全无

远方只有在死亡中凝聚野花一片

明月如镜 高悬草原 映照千年岁月

我的琴声呜咽 泪水全无

只身打马过草原

September – Haizi

玉章译

The wildflowers covering this land have witnessed the fall of gods,

Beyond is a far away wind that is far and farther still,

My qin wails, there are no more tears,

I return the Beyond back to this grassland.

This is called wood, and this one horsehair; my qin wails,

There are no more tears.

This Beyond exists only in death, congealed, a pool of wildflowers.

The mirrored moon hangs above this grassland for a millennia still.

My qin wails, there are no more tears.

Alone, spurring across this land of grass.