假如我是一只鸟,
我也应该用嘶哑的喉咙歌唱:
这被暴风雨所打击着的土地,
这永远汹涌着我们的悲愤的河流,
这无止息地吹刮着的激怒的风,
和那来自林间的无比温柔的黎明……
——然后我死了,
连羽毛也腐烂在土地里面。
为什么我的眼里常含泪水?
因为我对这土地爱得深沉……
——艾青
I Love This Land
If I were a bird,
I would sing with my hoarse voice:
Of this land was buffeted by storms,
Of this river turbulent with our grief,
Of these angry winds ceaselessly blowing,
And of the dawn, infinitely gentle over the woods...
——Then I would die,
And even my feathers would rot in the soil.
Why are my eyes always brimming with tears?
Because I love this land so deeply...
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