Don’t Cast Away

别丢掉

林徽因

别丢掉

这一把过往的热情，

现在流水似的，

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在幽冷的山泉底，

在黑夜  在松林，

叹息似的渺茫，

你仍要保存着那真！

一样是月明，

一样是隔山灯火，

满天的星

只使人不见，

梦似的挂起，

你向黑夜要回

那一句话——你仍得相信

山谷中留着

有那回音！

二十一年夏

Don’t Cast Away

Lin Huiyin

Don’t cast away

This handful of passion of a bygone day,

Which flows like running water, soft and light,

Beneath the cool and tranquil fountain

At dead of night

In pine-clad mountain,

As vague as a sigh: you

Should ever be true.

The moon is still bright,

Beyond the hills twinkles the same light,

The sky besprinkled with star on star,

But I cannot see where you are.

You’d seem,

Hanging above like a dream,

To ask the dark night to give back your word,

But its echo is heard

And buried, though unseen,

Deep, deep in the ravine.

（许渊冲 译）

Do Not Throw Away

Lin Huiyin

Do not throw away

That scoop of passion from the past.

Even though passion flows softly like water

At the bottom of a cool mountain spring

In a pine grove on a dark night

And sighs an elusive sigh,

You must still preserve that truth.

The moon is still bright;

The lights below the hills are still on;

The sky is still full of stars

Hanging like dreams.

You ask the night for

Those words back – you must still believe

Their echoes

In the valley.

Summer 1932

（Michelle Yeh 译）