《你将记得》

You will remember that leaping stream
where sweet aromas rose and trembled,
and sometimes a bird, wearing water
and slowness, its winter feathers.

You will remember those gifts from the earth:
indelible scents, gold clay,
weeds in the thicket and crazy roots,
magical thorns like swords.

You'll remember the bouquet you picked,
shadows and silent water,
bouquet like a foam-covered stone.

That time was like never, and like always.
So we go there, where nothing is waiting;
We find everything waiting there.

你将记得那变化莫测的溪谷，
在那儿悸动的香气上扬，
有时候飞来一只鸟，穿着
水色和悠然：冬天的衣饰。

你将记得那些大地馈赠的礼物：
暴躁的芬芳，金黄的泥土，
灌木丛中的野草，疯狂蔓生的树根，
利如刀剑的奇妙荆棘。

你将记得你采摘过的花束，
阴影与寂静之水的花束，
仿佛缀满泡沫的石头般的花束。

那段时光似乎前所未有，又似乎一向如此：
我们去那里，一无所求，
却发现一切都在那儿等候。