我们甚至遗失了黄昏 We have lost even this

作者：聂鲁达

我们甚至遗失了黄昏 We have lost even this twilight

No one saw us this evening hand in hand

今夜无人看到我们手牵着手

while the blue night dropped on the world

当蓝色的夜坠落在这个世界时

I have seen from my window

我已从我的窗户中看到

The fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops

那遥远山顶上落日的祭奠

Sometimes a piece of sun

有时，一枚夕阳

burned like a coin between my hands

如硬币般在我双手间燃烧

I remembered you with my soul clenched

当我的灵魂在你所知道的我的悲伤里挣扎时

in that sadness of mine that you know

我想起了你

Where were you then

那时你在哪里

Who else was there

还有谁在那

Saying what

说了些什么

Why will the whole of love come on me  suddenly

为什么当我觉得悲伤，觉得你很遥远时

when I am sad and feel you are far away

全部的爱会骤然降临

The book fell that is always turned to at  twilight

书，如常在暮色降临时滑落下来

and my cape rolled like a hurt dog at my feet

披肩像受伤的小狗一样，蜷缩在我的脚边

AIways, always you recede through the evenings

总是这样，你总是在暮色渐渐抹去雕像的地方

towards where the twilight goes erasing statues

借着黄昏隐没