Nothing Can Stay

By Kuan Sun

I used to chase the days slipshod, skipping the spring, summer and autumn
Ever since my father suddenly died, when I was eight years old
no time to say goodbye, and never again see each other
It was a winter story, without any dream, I was getting old
I missed my childhood, and all the seasons I needed

With the wind, I was a nameless flower, a fruit never blooming
I locked my eyes and ears, I thought it would let me
not listen by heart, not be seen by the years
Someone died. Then I began to understand the passing what Hui people said
All the moments are my first love, and my youth as well

Its flower, its fruit, from then on I remember every encounter
A little flower, a fruit
a person, a scene, even every repetition
they are all my first love, they are all their Eternals and mine
they are both me and the world I know. Nothing can stay

translated by Chen Zihong

无常

孙宽

我粗糙地追赶过日子，略过了春夏秋
自从父亲突然消失，在我八岁那年
没来得及说再见，也没再见
我就老成了一个冬天的故事，不再有梦
我错过了妙龄，和所有的季节

随风飘零，我是一朵无名的花，无花的果
我锁闭了眼睛和耳朵，以为这样
就可以不让心聆听，不让岁月看见
某某无常了，我开始理解回族人说的亡故
所有的瞬间都是初恋，都是青春

它的花，它的果，从此我记忆每种遇见
一朵小花，一颗果实
每一个人，每一段场景，甚至每一个重复
都是我的初恋，都是我和它的永恒
我和我认识的世界，一切都是无常