《梦江南》 纳兰容若

昏鸦尽，
小立恨因谁？
急雪乍翻香阁絮，
轻风吹到胆瓶梅，
心字已成灰。

诸诗友译作集锦如下（排名不分前后）：

清朝满族诗人纳兰容若《梦江南 》英译
送交者: 豌博 2016年02月26日

Celebrated Poetry by Qing Dynasty Manchu Poet Nalan Rongruo "Dreaming about South of the River"

Crows all gone at dusk,
I sorrowfully pause for a moment and who is to take blame for all this?
Snow flakes abruptly swirled into the aromatic chamber like willow catkins,
mild wind is agitating wintersweet branches in the gallbladder-shaped vase,
my heart note is already perished into ashes. 

中译英纳兰容若《梦江南》
送交者: 绿岛阳光 2016年02月26日

Crow flew away and disappeared to the sky.
He is standing there with his heart aching, and why?
Snowflakes whippe like flying catkins cuddling the boudoir,
where once his sweetheart was staying.
Winds gently touch the wintersweet inside a vase,
and make its swaying
The heart-shape incense has already burned to ashes,
as well his heart become cooling

试译同族纳兰容若之《梦江南.昏鸦尽》
送交者: 七分儿 2016年02月26日

Crows winged their way in the fading light,
I stared blankly at them until they disappeared from sight.
Wind borne catkins scatter like raging snow
Drifting aimlessly into the bedchamber, slow
The disturbed air gently sway the petals of the samuume on display
My hopes for the future ebbing away

Krähen suchen ihren Weg durch das spärliche Licht
Ich schaue ihnen nach bis sie in der Ferne verschwinden
Zerstreut wie Schneegestöber vom Wind getragene Kätzchen
Ohne Ziel im Schlafzimmer herumwankend, langsam
schaukelt die verwirbelte Luft Blütenblätter von Samuume umher
Meine Hoffnung auf eine Zukunft dahin

英译纳兰容若之《梦江南.昏鸦尽》
送交者: 曹雪葵 2016年02月26日

Away flown all the crows, standing shortly,
How I longed for her, like snowflakes eagerly,
Writhe as catkins into the incense pavillion,
Where she used to stay with my companion.
Only the breeze still sways the plum in vase,
Gray is my heart burnt in the thurible of brass.

我来抛砖 试译梦江南（纳兰容若）
送交者: 贺兰山 2016年02月25日

《Dream of Jiang Nan》by Nalanrongruo, Qing dynasty

I stood sadly in wind when evening crows had flown away，
Willow catkins, like snow flakes, were fluttering into the incense pavilion
Where my sweetheart used to stay.
The plums in a vase swang as  late winds swayed.  
I felt lost as the jasmine incense burnt gray.

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