我爱这土地

艾青

If I were a bird,

假如我是一只鸟，

I would sing with my hoarse¹ voice

我也应该用嘶哑的喉咙歌唱：

Of this land buffeted² by storms,

这被暴风雨所打击着的土地，

Of this river turbulent with our grief,

这永远汹涌着我们的悲愤的河流，

Of these angry winds ceaselessly blowing,

这无止息地吹刮着的激怒的风，

And of the dawn, infinitely³ gentle over the woods...

和那来自林间的无比温柔的黎明……

hen I would die

然后我死了，

Why are my eyes always brimming with tears?

连羽毛也腐烂在土地里面。为什么我的眼里常含泪水？

Because I love this land so deeply...

因为我对这土地爱得深沉……