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Goodbye 再見 Goodbye - Eugenio de Andrade, Portugal (the original Portuguese version is much more beautiful than my translation, who wants it ask me) We already used up all the words on the way, my love, and what’s left to us is not enough to ward off the coldness of four walls. We used up all but the silence. We were tired of the salty tears, We were tired of holding hands, We spent the time and worn out the stones at the street corners, just waiting in vain. I put my hands in pockets and find nothing, Before we had plenty for each other as if all things were mine; The more I gave you the more I had to give. Sometimes you said: your eyes are green fishes. And I believed. I believed, because by your side everything was possible. But this was in the mysterious time, in the time when your body was an aquarium, in the time when my eyes were indeed green fishes. Today my eyes are just eyes, nothing more, it’s true, than a pair of common eyes. We already used up all the words, If now I say, my love, absolutely nothing happens. However,the words were used up, I am sure the world would tremble just by murmuring your name in the silence of my heart. We have already nothing to give. Your heart, no longer asks me for water. The past is useless as a rag, And I've told you already: the words are empty. Goodbye. -Translated by Swallow Tsui, end Feb. 2006 (It is my this 2-3 days favorite. It matches my experience n feelings, though sad! - Swlw, 2/18/06) 再見 尤尊里奧.安特拉德 (葡萄牙  姚京譯 一路上我們說盡了千言萬語, 我的愛人, 我們所剩下的一切, 不足以驅散四壁的嚴寒. 我們的眼睛因淚水的鹹澀而枯乾, 我們的雙手因緊緊相握而疲憊, 我們浪擲了光陰, 讓街角的石頭 無望地等待. 我把手插進衣袋, 郤一無所獲, 以前我們富有得互相給予: 好像我們擁有世上的一切: 越是給你我就越富裕. 你總是說: 你的眼睛是綠色的魚 我確信無疑. 我相信, 是因為和你在一起, 萬物才舉手可及. 但這一切都發生在充滿幽秘的時候, 發生在你的胴體似水如波的時候, 發生在我的眼睛 真是綠色的魚的時候. 今天我的眼睛不過是我的眼睛. 和別人的眼睛毫無兩樣. 這有些夸張,但很真實. 我們已經說盡了千言萬語. 當我再說”我的愛人”的時候. 等於甚麼也沒有說. 然而, 在語言枯涸之前. 我相信 萬物曾經顫栗, 為嗫嚅你的名字, 於我心靈的靜寂. 我們一無所有, 再不用互相給予. 你的心 再不需要我的清泉, 往事於事無補, 猶如一塊破布. 我對你說過: 千言萬語已經說盡. 再見吧. |
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Davinci, Words r empty when we dont render them meanings. Wounding the heart is Creating it. True! But depends, some get wounded n never healed; some r in endless cycle of dying-reliving.
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