如雪的思念 ——写在情人节 Snow-like Longing Written at Saint Valentine ’s Day By Rose Lu(Binghua) Tr. East Sea Fairy 真想变成片片雪花 I truly want to turn into snow flakes 轻轻飘落在你的肩头 And softly land on your shoulders 给你的寒冷捎去几岸绿柳 Take to your coldness some banks of willow green 真想送你一支爱情歌曲 I do want to send you a love lyric 再把你纳入歌中的风景 And place you in its scene 然而那支歌只是我自己反复听 But I’m the only one who tune in it over and over again 听歌听冬日里瑟瑟的风 Heeding the lyric, heeding the rustling wind on a winter day 一种情怀紧紧地密封 That seals up a feeling tightly 凝视你的脸庞既熟悉又陌生 I gaze at your face, familiar and strange 心被一朵来自遥远的玫瑰刺痛 And my heart is pierced painful by a rose from distance 一次又一次梦中相逢 Time and time again, we meet in dreams 一梦再梦是否仅是梦 Dream after dream. Is it no more than a dream? 梦里梦外一粒种子化了二月的冰 In and out of the dream, a seed makes melt the Feburary ice 曾经背着你花开花谢无声 That once carried you silently from blow of flowers to their withering away 梦里梦外把思念裁剪成细雨 In and out of dream, I cut my yearning into a fine rain 在寒风凛冽的夜里滴成诗句 That keeps dropping on a bone-cutting windy night till there are rhymed lines 不知道诗情何时来何时去 I don’t know when the poetic mood comes or the moment it’s gone 只知道想你如雪却没有如雪飘落 I just know my longing for you is like snow, yet without falling down.
冰花
02-15-2014 17:37
Snow-like Longing Written at Saint Valentine ’s Day By Rose Lu (Bing hua) Tr. East Sea Fairy
I truly want to turn into snow flakes And softly land on your shoulders Take to your coldness some banks of willow green
I do want to send you a love lyric And place you in its scene But I’m the only one who tune in it over and over again
Heeding the lyric, heeding the rustling wind on a winter day That seals up a feeling tightly I gaze at your face, familiar and strange And my heart is pierced painful by a rose from distance
Time and time again, we meet in dreams Dream after dream. Is it no more than a dream? In and out of the dream, a seed makes melt the February ice That once carried you silently from blow of flowers to their withering away
In and out of dream, I cut my yearning into a fine rain That keeps dropping on a bone-cutting windy night till there are rhymed lines I don’t know when the poetic mood comes or the moment it’s gone I just know my longing for you is like snow, yet without falling down.
