A man doesn’t have time in his life

人的一生没有足够的时间

to have time for everything.

去完成每一件事情。

He doesn’t have seasons enough to have

没有足够的空间

a season for every purpose. Ecclesiastes

去容纳每一个欲望。《传道书》

Was wrong about that.

的说法是错误的。

A man needs to love and to hate at the same moment,

人不得不在恨的同时也在爱，

to laugh and cry with the same eyes,

用同一双眼睛欢笑并且哭泣

with the same hands to throw stones and to gather them,

用同一双手抛掷石块

to make love in war and war in love.

并且堆聚石块，

And to hate and forgive and remember and forget,

在战争中制造爱并且在爱中制造战争。

to arrange and confuse, to eat and to digest

憎恨并且宽恕，追忆并且遗忘

what history

规整并且搅混，吞食并且消化——

takes years and years to do.

那历史用漫长年代

造就的一切。

A man doesn’t have time.

When he loses he seeks, when he finds

人的一生没有足够的时间。

he forgets, when he forgets he loves, when he loves

当他失去了他就去寻找

he begins to forget.

当他找到了他就遗忘

当他遗忘了他就去爱

And his soul is seasoned, his soul

当他爱了他就开始遗忘。

is very professional.

他的灵魂是博学的

Only his body remains forever

并且非常专业，

an amateur. It tries and it misses,

但他的身体始终是业余的，

gets muddled, doesn’t learn a thing,

不断在尝试和摸索。

drunk and blind in its pleasures

他不曾学会，总是陷入迷惑，

and its pains.

沉醉与迷失在悲喜里。

人将在秋日死去，犹如一颗无花果，

He will die as figs die in autumn,

萎缩，甘甜，充满自身。

Shriveled and full of himself and sweet,

树叶在地面干枯，

the leaves growing dry on the ground,

光秃秃的枝干直指某个地方

the bare branches pointing to the place

只有在那里，万物才各有其时。

where there’s time for everything.