弹蓝色吉他的人-3

The Man with the Blue Guitar

Wallace Stevens

III.

Ah, but to play man number one,

呵，但去弹奏至高之人，

To drive the dagger in his heart,

将匕首刺进他的心脏，

To lay his brain upon the board

把他的心智铺于琴板，

And pick the acrid colors out,

并从中拣出辛辣的色彩，

To nail his thought across the door,

把他的思想横钉于门扉，

Its wings spread wide to rain and snow,

任它展翼迎向雨雪，

To strike his living hi and ho,

去拨响他活生生的“嘿-嚯”，

To tick it, tock it, turn it true,

使它滴答作响，化为真实，

To bang it from a savage blue,

从那狂烈的蓝色之中重击而出，

Jangling the metal of the strings …

让琴弦的金属发出刺耳的叮当声……