夏夜在纍纍的葡萄棚下

The summer night ripens

成熟，穿過繁急的熱瓦甫

beneath a clustered grape arbor,

與日本人美國人

amid intricate notes of the

咔擦的攝影

rubab

我捕捉到你顧盼

, and the snaps

的眼睛

of cameras—Americans, Japanese.

I catch

那是一雙

your drifting gaze.

異域的眸子

深邃而又晶瑩

Your foreign glance

像流水，在什麼地方邂逅過

deep and glistening

像交河

as the waters of the River Jiao

流過孤懸的小島

forked around the Gobi plateau,

分兩路

gliding like separate years

在砂礫下，潛藏

that once again embrace.

流過戈壁灘

流過歲月

Midnight beneath the arbor,

又重會纏抱了

the weaving strings gone mute,

呵交河

their maze of notes

那可是時空的倒錯？

strewn across the earth.

A Uighur scatters cool water in his shadow.

半夜裏繁絃聲啞去了

Another wipes his horseboots.

葡萄棚下，纍纍

As I rinse, turning my head

散落一地的音符

in the tap’s cool Tian Shan stream,

一個維族人向自己的影子灑水

I see a camel’s eyes, big,

另一個用布抹長筒皮靴

half closed as in farewell,

我起來抹汗

digesting the whole desert.

我把頭仰向水龍喉，等候

來自天山的冰涼

這時，我看到一雙

駱駝的大眼睛半閉上

彷彿告別了

而又開始反芻沙漠……