哥特蘭的黃昏平靜如鏡

Gotland’s dusk, calm as a mirror

哥特蘭的黃昏波光輕濺，彷彿有什麼

Gotland’s dusk, its spatter of lights 

在那裏喃喃自語

rippling, murmuring 

哥特蘭的黃昏把人的目光再一次引向天外

Gotland’s dusk, once more luring one’s gaze 

哥特蘭的黃昏鍍亮

toward the sky’s farthest edge

一抹鄉愁的帆影

Gotland’s dusk, its homesick blush 

burnishing a shadowed sail

哥特蘭的黃昏美得讓人絕望

哥特蘭的黃昏不屬於你

Gotland’s dusk, its grace hopelessly stunning

哥特蘭的黃昏屬於那些戴著頭盔

Gotland’s dusk belongs not to you

從你的身邊歡快騎車而過的孩子們

but to those kids cycling by,

哥特蘭的黃昏屬於那個在岸邊披衣而坐的少女

helmeted, laughing

哥特蘭的黃昏屬於那些一代代

Gotland’s dusk belongs to that young woman on the bank, 

長眠在這裏的

coat over her shoulders,

死者

to generations of the dead

long at peace here

哥特蘭的黃昏有點涼

哥特蘭的黃昏正從那些向海駐立的

Gotland’s dusk a little chilly,

岩石的身上消褪

ebbing from the rocks

哥特蘭的黃昏不屬於你

standing by the shore

哥特蘭的黃昏屬於那幾隻在礁石間、在變暗的

Gotland’s dusk belongs not to you

空氣中發出清脆鳴叫的水鳥

but to those seabirds on the reefs

哥特蘭的黃昏屬於那大海

in the dimming air, their calls crisp and musical

它轉瞬就要把這暗下去的一切

Gotland’s dusk belongs to the ocean

喝盡

swallowing in a moment

all that darkens

哥特蘭的黃昏

注定要瓦解一個人的餘生

Gotland’s dusk, enough to shatter your life