发信人: SlowRabit

Monna Innominata [I wish I could remember that first day]

Christina Rossetti, 1830 – 1894

I wish I could remember that first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season, it might be
Summer or Winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom for many a May.
If only I could recollect it, such
A day of days! I let it come and go
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
It seemed to mean so little, meant so much;
If only now I could recall that touch,
First touch of hand in hand—Did one but know!

真希望能记起那一天，那一刻
你我初初相遇的那一霎那
如果能记起阳光明媚，亦或黯淡
就能确定那是夏日还是冬季
多么干净，那一刻就这样悄然滑过
多么盲目，我竟没有看到，也无法预料
多么黯淡，树上的花蕾几乎无法找到
在那之后的每个初夏它们都不再开放
要是能让我想起这无数日月里的
那一日该多好！我让它来了又去
像融化的冰雪，没留下任何痕迹
当时看起来无关紧要，原来竟是全部
要是能记起那触摸，手与手
第一次的碰触该多好—然而当时谁又能知道！

http://www.mitbbs.com/article_t/Poetry/31248271.html