九月－海子

目擊眾神死亡的草原上野花一片

遠在遠方的風比遠方更遠

我的琴聲嗚咽 淚水全無

我把這遠方的遠歸還草原

一個叫木頭 一個叫馬尾

我的琴聲嗚咽 淚水全無

遠方只有在死亡中凝聚野花一片

明月如鏡 高懸草原 映照千年歲月

我的琴聲嗚咽 淚水全無

隻身打馬過草原

September – Haizi

玉章譯

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.