有一個詞
詞里藏劍
能刺穿手持武器之人——
它拋出鋒利的音節(jié)
又再度沉默——
被拯救的人會說出
它在哪里倒下
在愛國日,
某個佩戴肩章的弟兄
停止了呼吸。
無論悄無聲息的太陽在何處奔跑——
無論白日在何處漫步——
它在發(fā)動無聲的進攻——
它獲得勝利!
看啊,這最敏銳的神槍手!
最精準的一射!
時間最崇高的目標
是被“遺忘”的靈魂!
There is a word
Which bears a sword
Can pierce an armed man—
It hurls its barbed syllables
And is mute again—
But where it fell
The saved will tell
On patriotic day,
Some epauletted Brother
Gave his breath away.
Wherever runs the breathless sun—
Wherever roams the day—
There is its noiseless onset—
There is its victory!
Behold the keenest marksman!
The most accomplished shot!
Time’s sublimest target
Is a soul “forgot!”